Tho our enemies are strong well grown
Tho our hearts dsisolve with fear
Lo Sin as God is near
While the firy pillows move well go on

Tho marah has bitter streams well go on
Tho Bacas vale be dry
And the land yield no supply
To a land of corn & wine well go on

And when to jordorns flood we are come
Jehovah rules the tide
And the waters hath divide
And the ransomed host shall shout we are come

Then friends shall meet again whole and loved
O our embraces shall be sweet
At the dear redeemers feet
When we meet to part no more who have loved

Tho our enemies are strong well grown Tho our hearts disolve with fear Lo Sin as God is near While the firy pillows move well goon

Tho march has bitter streams well goon Tho Bacas vale be dry And the land yield no supply To a land of corn & wine well goon

And when to jordorns flood we are come Jehovah rules the tide And the waters hath divide And the ransomed host shall shout we are come

Then friends shall meet again whole and loved O our embraces shall be sweet At the dear redeemers feet When we meet to part no more who have loved