We Dwell This Side Of Jordans Stream


We dwell this side of Jordan’s stream,
Yet oft there comes a shining beam
Across from yonder shore,
Across from yonder shore;
While visions of a holy throng,
And sound of harp and seraphs song
Seem gently wafted o’er,
Seem gently wafted o’er.

Refrain:
O Zion! city fair!
O Zion! city fair!
The other side, the other side,
When shall we meet our loved ones there?

The other side! ah, there’s the place
Where saints in joy past times retrace,
And think of trials gone,
And think of trials gone;
The vail withdrawn, they clearly see
That all on earth had need to be,
To bring them safely home,
To bring them safely home. [Refrain]

The other side! oh, charming sight!
Upon its banks, arrayed in white,
For me a loved one waits;
Over the stream he calls to me,
Fear not-I am thy guide to be
Up to the pearly gates. [Refrain]

The other side! the other side!
Who would not brave the swelling tide
Of earthly toil and care,
To wake one day, when life is past,
Over the stream, at home at last,
With all the blest ones there? [Refrain]