Shall we gather [by]1 the river,
Where bright [angel's]2 feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?

Yes, we'll gather [by]1 the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river,
[Gather with the saints by the river]3
That flows by the throne of God.

Ere we reach the shining river
Lay we every burden down,
Praise our spirits will deliver
And provide our 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.

Soon we'll reach the shining river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease,
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.

Yes, we'll gather by the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river,
Gather with the saints by the river
That flows by the throne of God.