O come and go with me,
If from sin you would be free;
You will find it good for thee,
Over Jor­dan.
’Tis a land of corn and wine,
And there’s fruit of ev­ery kind;
You will find it is sub­lime,
Over Jor­dan.

Refrain

Over Jor­dan, over Jor­dan,
O it is a plea­sant place,
For I have the se­cond grace.
Over Jor­dan’s roll­ing sand
Into hap­py Beu­lah land,
’Tis a plea­sant place to live,
Over Jor­dan.

Many will not en­ter in,
For they want to cling to sin,
And their jour­ney won’t begin,
Over Jor­dan.
And they see the gi­ants there,
For their vi­sion is not clear,
And they will not go for fear,
Over Jordan.

Refrain

Our lead­er is the Lord,
And we have His pre­cious Word;
We will use it for our sword,
Over Jor­dan.
So you need not ev­er fear,
For He’s pro­mised to be near,
And you’ll find Him ve­ry dear,
Over Jor­dan.

Refrain

Now won’t you come and go,
While He’s plead­ing with you so,
Where the milk and ho­ney flow,
Over Jor­dan.
If you’ll get the se­cond grace,
You’ll be talk­ing face to face,
While you’re run­ning in the race,
Over Jor­dan.

Refrain