clique para tocar Fechar
Jars Of Clay
on jordan s stormy banks i stand
On Jordanâ??s stormy banks I standAnd cast a wishful eye
To Canaanâ??s fair and happy land
Where my possessions lie
All oâ??er those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day
There God, the Son forever reigns
And scatters night away.
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
No chilling wind nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness, sorrow, pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
When shall I see that happy place
And be forever blessed
When shall I see my Fatherâ??s face
And in His bosom rest
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land