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We Shall Gather At The River

I mentioned in my last entry that my wife is attending a funeral this morning. Recently one of Carol's Uncle's died. This Uncle was 94 years old when he went home to Glory. This Uncle was a sweet and kind Christian man. Carol was by his bedside when he died. She told me she hand his hand and sung hymns as he passed into the presence of the Lord. It is a blessed thing to die in the Lord Jesus Christ. This old gospel hymn came to me this morning.

Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?

Refrain

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.

Refrain

Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.

Refrain

At the smiling of the river,
Mirror of the Savior’s face,
Saints, whom death will never sever,
Lift their songs of saving grace.

Refrain

Soon we’ll reach the silver river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.

11:12 a.m. - 2015-10-16

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