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1 Over the river the crystal stream flows, Over the river the tree of life grows; Over the river each lone pilgrim goes, Thro' the dim portals of death. Close by our threshold the dark angel stands, Beck'ning us on with his pale, trembling hands; Chilling our hearts with the cold icy bands, Stealing each quivering breath. Chorus: Over the river, Over the river, Over the river the streets are of gold. 2 Over the river the streets are of gold, There are enjoyments and pleasures untold; Over the river time never grows old, Bearing the burden of years. There all our sighing and sorrows shall cease, Hushed by the chorus of heavenly peace; Over the river, thrice happy release, We shall be free from our fears. [Chorus] 3 There every tear shall be wiped from our eyes, There, where the sunlight of glory ne'er dies; Lighting forever those fair upper skies, Eden's glad plains to adorn. Over the river, fair kingdom of light, There heaven's mansions forever are bright; Over the river there cometh no night, Long is eternity's morn. [Chorus] 4 Over the river, we've crossed it at last; Over the river our danger is past; Safe in the harbor our barks are moored fast Ne'er from their haven to roam. Then will we sing with the glorified throng, Loud hallelujahs in one happy song; Praising the power that has brought us along, Over the river--at home. [Chorus] | The Morning Star: a collection of new sacred songs, for the Sunday school, prayer meeting, and the social circle #78 (1877) |