We Shall Cross The Swelling Jordan


We shall cross the swelling Jordan,
Some bright and joyful morn;
We shall reach the hills of Eden,
Some bright and joyful morn.
Op’d for us the pearly gate,
Where the blest attendants wait,
And the Saviour reigns in state,
Some bright and joyful morn.

We shall hear the angels singing,
Some bright and joyful morn;
Hear the bells of heaven ringing,
Some bright and joyful morn.
Joining with the ransomed throng,
We shall sing the glad new song,
Hear the echo roll along,
Some bright and joyful morn.

Saints and angels will adore Him,
Some bright and joyful morn;
Cherubim fall down before Him,
Some bright and joyful morn.
Joyful praise we shall proclaim
To our Jesus, just the same;
Glory give to His dear name,
Some bright and joyful morn.