Where're you bound?
Bound for Canaan land.

O, you must not lie,
You must not steal,
You must not take God's name in vain;
I'm bound for Canaan land.

Your horse is white, your garment bright,
You look like a man of war;
Raise up your head with courage bold,
For your race is almost run.

How you know?
Jesus told me.

Although you see me going so,
I'm bound for Canaan land;
I have heard trials here below,
I'm bound for Canaan land.