Hope-On-River

Hope-On-River leads to bliss;
Who would such a journey miss?
O'er the waters, limpid, sweet,
Floating to the Saviour's feet.

Hope-On-River is divine,
Fairer than the storied Rhine;
On its bosom homeward glide,
Moving with the gentle tide.

Hope-On-River runs for all,
Runs beyond the jasper wall—
Runs to weary pilgrims bear
Past the portals of despair.

Hope-On-River ever flows,
Purest, sweetest, mortal knows,
On its waters float to rest
In the city of the blest.