Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition
51 My Home (First)
Words: Samuel Stennett, 1787
Music: Arr. C. F. Letson, 1869
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
Don’t you feel like going home,
Don’t you feel like going home:
My home, it is in the promised land,
And I feel like going home.
Oh, the transporting rapt’rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.
Yes, I feel like going home,
Yes, I feel like going home:
My home, it is in the promised land,
And I feel like going home.
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
Don’t you feel like going home,
Don’t you feel like going home:
My home, it is in the promised land,
And I feel like going home.
Oh, the transporting rapt’rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.
Yes, I feel like going home,
Yes, I feel like going home:
My home, it is in the promised land,
And I feel like going home.