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.