The Land Beyond the River

No mor­tal eye that land hath seen

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er

Its smil­ing val­leys

hills so green

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er;

Its shores are com­ing near­er

The skies are grow­ing clear­er

Each day it seem­eth near­er

That land be­yond the riv­er.

We’ll stand the storm

We’ll stand the storm

Its rage is al­most ov­er;

We’ll an­chor in the har­bor soon

In the land be­yond the riv­er.

No can­ker­ing care nor mor­tal strife

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er

But happy

nev­er end­ing life

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er.

Thro’ the eter­nal hours

God’s love

in heav’n­ly show­ers

Shall wa­ter faith’s fair flow­ers

In the land be­yond the riv­er.

That glo­ri­ous day will ne’er be done

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er

When we’ve the crown and king­dom won

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er.

There is eter­nal plea­sure

And joys that none can mea­sure

For those who have their trea­sure

In the land be­yond the riv­er.

When we shall look from Zi­on’s hill

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er

With end­less bliss our hearts shall thrill

Beyond

be­yond the riv­er.

There an­gels bright are sing­ing

Where gold­en harps are ring­ing

We ne’er shall cease our sing­ing

In the land be­yond the riv­er.