Standing by the river looking beyond
Gazin' toward the land of fade-less beauty where no surges rise and fall
Standing by the river looking beyond
Standing by the river waiting for the boatman
Listen to the music on the other shore
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome
With my friends and loved ones have gone before
Music from the land of endless glory falling upon my listening ear
Standing by the river looking beyond
Faces of friends I often vision forms of loved ones oft appear
Standing by the river looking beyond
Listen to the music on the other shore
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome
With my friends and loved ones have gone before
Shadows of night are swiftly falling lo I hear the boatman's oar
Standing by the river looking beyond
Many are the voices sweetly calling I must tarry hear no more
Standing by the river looking beyond
Standing by the river waiting for the boatman
Listen to the music on the other shore
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome
With my friends and loved ones have gone before
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