Sweet Prospect

On Jordan's stormy banks i stand, and cast a wistful eye
To Cannaan's fair and happy land, where my possessions lie
Oh, the transporting rapturous scene,
That rises to my sight
Sweet fields arrayed in living green
And rivers of delight

O're all those wide extended plains, shines one eternal day
There, God the Son forever reigns, and scatters night away
Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene
That rises to my sight
Sweet fields arrayed in living green
And rivers of delight