There is a peaceful river Descending from on high

1 There is a peaceful river,
Descending from on high,
Whose streams are pure for ever,
Whose waters can not dry;
No waves of tribulation
Disturb their glad'ning course;
The Rock of our salvation
Is their unfailing source.

2 God in the midst is dwelling,
Mount Zion shall not move;
The streams of grace are swelling,
A tide of boundless love:
Her foes, so oft conspiring,
Tumultuous in noise,
Like angry waves retiring,
Have melted at his voice.

3 The Lord of Hosts is with us,
The God of Jacob near;
With his strong arm beneath us
Our souls shall never fear!
Our Refuge is most glorious!
Be still, for he is God;
His cause shall be victorious,
Earth trembles at his nod.


Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #547