1. 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.
2. On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will walk and worship ever,
All the happy golden day.
3. Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we ev’ry burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.
4. Soon we’ll reach the shining river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.
A Shelter in the Time of Storm
The Lord’s our Rock, in Him we hide,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
Secure whatever ill betide,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
Refrain:
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land,
A weary land, a weary land;
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
A shade by day, defense by night,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
No fears alarm, no foes afright,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
The raging storms may round us beat,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
We’ll never leave our safe Retreat,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
O Rock divine, O Refuge dear,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
Be Thou our Helper ever near,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
1. Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright
round yon virgin mother and child!
Holy infant, so tender and mild,
sleep in heavenly peace,
sleep in heavenly peace.
2. Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight:
glories stream from heaven afar,
heav’nly hosts sing, “Alleluia!
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born!”
3. Silent night, holy night!
Son of God, love’s pure light,
radiant, beams from thy holy face
with the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth!
4. Silent night, holy night!
Wondrous star, lend thy light.
With the angels let us sing
“Alleluia” to our King,
“Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born.”
1. Since Christ my soul from sin set free,
This world has been a Heav’n to me;
And ‘mid earth’s sorrows and its woe,
‘Tis Heav’n my Jesus here to know.
Chorus:
O hallelujah, yes, ’tis Heav’n,
‘Tis Heav’n to know my sins forgiv’n;
On land or sea, what matters where?
Where Jesus is, ’tis Heaven there.
2. Once Heaven seemed a far-off place,
Till Jesus showed His smiling face;
Now it’s begun within my soul,
‘Twill last while endless ages roll.
3. What matters where on earth we dwell?
On mountain top, or in the dell?
In cottage, or a mansion fair,
Where Jesus is, ’tis Heaven there.