There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
Where joys ce­les­ti­al reign,
Where the cares of life re­sign­ing,
We a heav’n­ly crown shall gain;
There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
Oh glo­ri­ous, hap­py thought;
We shall come in­to His pre­sence,
For Christ our ran­som bought.

There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
And dear ones gone be­fore
Will be the first to greet us,
When we reach the oth­er shore;
There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
Oh peace­ful, heav’n­ly thought;
We shall come in­to the kingdom,
The blood of Je­sus bought.

There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
A land of end­less day;
Our feet must toil to reach it,
But the Sav­ior leads the way;
There’s a land be­yond the Jor­dan,
And bless­èd, bless­èd thought,
An en­trance to that coun­try,
For us our Sav­ior bought.