Standard (EADGBE)
Shall we gather at the river,
where bright angel feet have trod
With its crystal tide forever,
flowing by the throne of God?
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
the beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river,
that flows by the throne of God.
On the margin of the river,
washing up its silver spray
We will talk and worship ever,
all the happy golden day.
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
the beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river,
that flows by the throne of God.
Ere we reach the shining river,
lay we every burden down
Grace our spirits will deliver,
and provide a robe and crown.
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
the beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river,
that flows by the throne of God.
At the smiling of the river,
mirror of the Savior's face
Saints, whom death will never sever,
lift their songs of saving grace.
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
the beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river,
that flows by the throne of God.
Soon we'll reach the silver river,
soon our pilgrimage will cease
Soon our happy hearts will quiver,
with the melody of peace.
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
the beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river,
that flows by the throne of God.