| Shall we gather at the river,
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| Where bright angels he has brought,
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| With it’s crystal tides forever
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| Flowing by the throne of God
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| Yes, we’ll gather at the river.
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| The beautiful, the beautiful, river.
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| Gather with the saints at the river,
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| That flows by the throne of God
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| Ere we reach the shining river
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| Lay we every burden down,
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| Praise our spirits will deliver
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| And provide our robe and crown.
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| Yes, we’ll gather at the river.
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| The beautiful, the beautiful, river.
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| Gather with the saints at the river,
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| That flows by the throne of God
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| Soon we’ll reach the shining river,
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| Soon our pilgimage will cease,
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| Soon our happy hearts will quiver
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| With the melody of peace.
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| Yes, we’ll gather at the river.
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| The beautiful, the beautiful, river.
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| Gather with the saints at the river,
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| That flows by the throne of God |