65 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

p. 65

Tune: Sweet Prospect, William Walker, 1833

Text: Samuel Stennett, 1787

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye,
To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

Oh, the transporting, rapt’rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.

O’er all those wide extended plains,
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.

Oh, the transporting, rapt’rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.

No chilling winds, or pois’nous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.

Oh, the transporting, rapt’rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.

335 Savior, visit thy plantation

p. 335

Tune: Return again, arr William L Williams, 1850

Text: John Newton, 1779

Savior, visit Thy plantation,

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain!
All will come to desolation,
Unless Thou return again.
Lord, revive us! Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from Thee.
Lord, revive us! O revive us!
All our help must come from Thee.

Keep no longer at a distance,
Shine upon us from on high!
Lest for want of Thy assistance,
Ev’ry plant should droop and die.
Lord, revive us! Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from Thee.
Lord, revive us! O revive us!
All our help must come from Thee.