Robert Wadsworth Lowry
Robert Wadsworth Lowry Poems
|1.||Lead Them To Thee||1/1/2004|
|2.||The Angel's Song||1/1/2004|
|3.||Chorus Of Fire||1/1/2004|
|4.||Nothing But The Blood||1/1/2004|
|5.||The Straying Sheep||1/1/2004|
|6.||Low In The Grave He Lay||1/1/2004|
|7.||At The River||1/1/2004|
|9.||How Can I Keep From Singing?||1/1/2004|
And he showed me a pure River of Water of Life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the Throne of God and of the Lamb." -- Rev. xxii. 1
Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod;
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river --
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will ...