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STANDING BY THE RIVER
by The Heritage Boys
Here I stand beside Death's chilly waters, waiting for my final call,
Standing by the river, looking beyond;
Gazing toward the land of fadeless beauty where no surges rise and fall,
Standing by the river, looking beyond.
Standing by the river, waiting for the boatman,
Listening to the music on the other shore;
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome,
With my friends and loved ones who have gone before.
Music from the land of endless glory fall upon my listening ear,
Standing by the river, looking beyond;
Faces of my friends I often vision forms of loved ones oft appear,
Standing by the river, looking beyond.
Standing by the river, waiting for the boatman,
Listening to the music on the other shore;
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome,
With my friends and loved ones who have gone before.
Standing by the river, waiting for the boatman,
Listening to the music on the other shore;
I can hear the angels singing out a welcome,
With my friends and loved ones who have gone before.
I can hear the angels, don't you hear the angels?
I can hear the angels, don't you hear the angels?
I can hear the angels, don't you hear the angels?
