In The Heavenly Clime We Shall Meet Some Time,
Beside The Beautiful River;
We Shall Find The Joy That Has No Alloy,
Beside The Beautiful River.

Beside The Beautiful River We’ll Stray,
In The Glorious Light Of Eternity’s Day;
And With Saved Ones We’ll Praise Our Redeemer For Aye,
Beside The Beautiful River.

With The Pure And Blest We Shall Sweetly Rest,
Beside The Beautiful River;
With All Conflicts O’er, Trials Come No More,
Beside The Beautiful River.

We Shall Learn The Song Of The Blood-Washed Throng,
Beside The Beautiful River;
While Long Ages Roll, We Shall Christ Extol
Beside The Beautiful River.