The Home Beyond the River

There’s a home be­yond the riv­er

Where sad part­ings come no more

And if true to Christ our Sav­ior

He will guide us to that shore.

Are you go­ing to that coun­try

To that home so bright and fair?

Will you meet me

sure­ly meet me

Will you meet me ov­er there?

There our con­flicts will be ov­er

When we reach that land so blest

When o’er sin and death we’ve tri­umphed

And have en­tered in­to rest.

There in that bright land of Ed­en

Robed in gar­ments pure and white

Stand the blood washed of all ag­es

Who from earth have tak­en flight.

There the tree of life is bloom­ing

By the wa­ters pure and sweet;

There we’ll join the an­gels’ sing­ing

Bending low at Je­sus’ feet.