SHALL WE GATHER AT THE RIVER
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Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever,
Flowing by the throne of God?
On the margin of the river,
Washing up its 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,
Mirro of the salvor's space,
Saints, whom death will never sever,
Lift their songs of saving grace.
Yea, they shall sing in the ways of the Lord;
For great is the glory of the Lord.
Psalms 138:5 (KJV)