529 | Shall We Gather. 8s & 7s
The River of Life.
Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod;
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God.
Cho.—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.
2 On the margin of the river
Washing up its silver spray,
We will walk and worship ever,
All the happy, golden day.
3 Ere we reach the shining river
Lay we ev’ry burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.
4 At the smiling of the river
Mirror of the Savior’s face,
Saints whom death will never sever
Lift their songs of saving grace.
5 Soon we’ll reach the silver river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.
Robert Lowry.