Shall we Gather at the River
Shall we gather at the river, Where bright angel feet have trod; With its crystals tide for ever Flowing by the throne of God?
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
On the margin of the river, Guided by our shepherd King, We will walk and worship ever: His dear footsteps following.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
But before we gain the river, Lay we every burden down, Jesus, here from sin deliver; Those whom there Thy grace will crown.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
Soon we'll reach the crystal river, Soon our pilgrimage will cease, Soon our golden harp strings quiver, With the melody of peace.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river; Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.