1 Murmuring softly from regions afar,
Come to our souls, with no discords that jar,
Promise of pleasure that pain cannot mar,
Over the beautiful river.

Chorus:
Over the river,
Over the river,
Over the river,
Over the beautiful river.

2 Angelic voices seem born on the air,
Sweetly they sing of the mansions so fair,
Waiting our coming, when free from earth’s care,
Over the beautiful river. [Chorus]

3 Friends have pass’d over and left us alone,
Sadly we griev’d when bereft of our own,
There we will join them around the white throne,
Over the beautiful river. [Chorus]

4 Joy will there banish the mem’ry of pain,
Losses will turn into measureless gain,
All that seems dark here will there be made plain,
Over the beautiful river. [Chorus]