In robes made white through Jesus' blood, We soon shall meet beyond the flood, And hold sweet converse, free from Nor ever fear to part again, [pain, Beyond the swelling flood !
Beyond . . the swelling flood ! Beyond . . the swelling flood ! Beyond . . the swelling flood, We'll meet to part no more I Beyond the swelling flood !
2. I fear not now what ills may come : By faith I see my heavenly home, And hear the angel voices say, ** Thy God shall wipe all tears away," Beyond the swelling flood !
3. O meeting blest, with friends so dear ! What sounds shall greet the listening ear ! What thrills of rapture wake the soul As back those golden gates shall roll, Beyond the swelling flood !
4. Dear Saviour, guide my willing feet, That I may have that joy complete ; And live to praise through endless day The love that dries all tears away, Beyond the swelling flood !