“There is a river.” Ps. 46. 4; Ezek. 47. 1-12
S. Medley L.M.
1
While the dear saints of God below
Travel this vale of sin and woe,
There is a river through the road,
“Makes glad the city of our God.”
2
This river is his heavenly love,
Proceeding from the throne above;
And all its streams which here are found,
With comfort, joy, and peace abound.
3
Blest river! great its virtues are;
Pure river, O how sweet and clear!
Deep river, through the desert way;
Full river, never to decay!
4
Ye thirsty, poor, and needy souls,
For you this wondrous river rolls.
Though sin and sorrow make you sad,
Yet drink, and let your hearts be glad.
5
Drink, and for ever bless his name,
From whom these streams of mercy came :
Drink, for the fountain’s open still;
Drink, for he says, “Whoever will.”
