Robert Lowry, 1866
Shall we gather at the river,|
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
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.
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,
4. Soon we'll reach the shining river,
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