William Billings - Jordan - текст песни (слова)

Original text:  There is a land of pure delight,
 Where saints immortal reign,
 Infinite day excludes the night,
 And pleasures banish pain.
 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
 Stand dress'd in living green;
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 Additional verses:  There everlasting spring abides
 And never with'ring flow'rs;
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides
 that heavenly land from ours.
 Yet tim'rous mortals start and shrink 
 to cross that narrow sea,
 And linger, shiv'ring, on the brink,
 too feared to launch away.
 O could we make our doubts remove,
 those gloomy doubts that rise,
 And see the Canaan that we love 
 with unbeclouded eyes!
 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
 and view the landscape o'er,
 Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood
 could drive us from the shore!