SHALL WE GATHER AT THE RIVER

Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angels feet have trod,
With it\'s crystal tide forever,
Flowing by the throne of God?

CHORUS
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 bosom of the river,
Where the Saviour-King we own
We shall meet and sorrow never,
‘Neath the glory of the throne.

On the margin of the river,
Washing up it\'s silver spray,
We will walk and worship ever,
All the happy, golden day.

Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver
And provide a robe and crown.

At the smiling of the river,
Mirror of the Saviour’s face,
Saints whom death will never
sever
Lift their songs of saving grace.

Soon we’ll reach the shining river
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.