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On the Banks of the Promised Land
by Karen Peck & New River



I have built my life on the solid rock
Far away from the sinking sand
And I cast my eyes to the home that waits
On the banks of the promised land

There’s a song of praise that is lifted there
By the saints and the angel band
Oh, I long to go and to join the choir
On the banks of the promised land

Hallelujah, what a morning
When I reach for that nail-scarred hand
And I’m led from grace to glory
On the banks of the promised land

Every grief and pain that had bound me here
Jesus knows and He understands
They’ll be washed away as I cross that stream
To the banks of the promised land

Chorus

Then I’ll see the face of my savior dear
Beckoned close by His sweet command
All my burdens gone, I will rest at last
On the banks of the promised land

Chorus

And I’m lead from His grace to His glory
On the banks of the promised land

On the banks of the promised land

Oh who will come and go with me
Oh, I am bound for the promised land.
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Lyrics submitted by K Springer.