We gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod,
If it's crystal tight forever
Flowing by the throne of God.
Yes, we'll gather at the rim of
The beautiful, the beautiful
Gather with the saints at the river.
That blows by the throne of God.
The margin of the river.
Washing up its silver spray
We shall walk and worship ever.
All the happy golden days.
We'll gather at the river
The beautiful, the beautiful Nima
Gather with the saints at the river.
That flows by the throne of God.
Peace.
Amen.
With the melody of
Yes, we'll gather at the river
The beautiful, the beautiful region.
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
