Chorus:
Yes we'll gather at the river
The beautiful, beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the Throne of God
When we cross the valley there need be no shadows,
When life's day is ended and its sorrows o'er;
When the summons comes to meet the blessed Savior,
When we rise to dwell with Him forevermore.
Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine,
There, O my Lord, I know Thou art mine;
Great Master, there in secret with Thee,
Heaven comes nearer and nearer to me.
Flash out the search light, dark is the way,
Some weary wand'rer is going astray,
Many temptations lurk now at his side,
Many the perils that in his path hide.
In a world where sorrow
Ever will be known,
Where are found the needy,
And the sad and lone;
How much joy and comfort
You can all bestow,
If you scatter sunshine
Everywhere you go.
O golden day, when light shall break,
And dawn's bright glories shall unfold,
When He Who knows the path I take
Shall ope for me the gates of gold!
Earth's little while will soon be past,
My pilgrim song will soon be over,
The grace that saves shall time outlast,
And be my theme on yonder shore.
All my life I had a longing
For a drink from some clear spring,
That I hoped would quench the burning
Of the thirst I felt within.
Sailor, though the darkness gathers,
Though the cold waves surge and moan,
Trust thy bark to God's great mercy,
Falter not; sail on, sail on.
Is there any room for Jesus?
He Who died on Calvary,
He Who standeth, knocking, waiting,
Pleading with you tenderly.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.