There Is A River

There is a river,
That runs gently
Through a bountiful land;
The streams thereof,
Bring joy and gladness,
To the City of God.
It is a serene,
And peaceful place
To pitch our tents,
Beside its purring flow;
Here, shall pass
No hostile force;
Only the rafts
Of the righteous,
As they steadily pass
Unto the city above;
Into the midst of a lane,
Clear as crystal,
From where,
The River of Life
Proceeds,
From the Throne of God.