Shall we gather at the river

Where bright angel feet have trod;

With its crystal tide for ever

Flowing by the throne of God!

On the margin of the river,

Guided by our Shepherd King,

We will walk and worship ever,

His dear footsteps following.

There beside the tranquil river,

Mirror of the Saviour’s face,

Happy hearts, no more to sever,

Sing of glory and of grace.

But before we gain the river,

Lay we every burden down;

Jesus, here from sin deliver

Those whom there Thy grace will crown.

Soon we'll reach the crystal river,

Soon our pilgrimage will cease;

Soon our golden harpstrings quiver

With the melody of peace.