There’s a home beyond the river,
Where sad partings come no more,
And if true to Christ our Savior
He will guide us to that shore.
Are you going to that country,
To that home so bright and fair?
Will you meet me, surely meet me
Will you meet me over there?
There our conflicts will be over,
When we reach that land so blest,
When o’er sin and death we’ve triumphed,
And have entered into rest.
There in that bright land of Eden,
Robed in garments pure and white,
Stand the blood washed of all ages,
Who from earth have taken flight.
There the tree of life is blooming,
By the waters pure and sweet;
There we’ll join the angels’ singing,
Bending low at Jesus’ feet.