Sweet Rivers 61
Tune: William Moore, 1825
Alto: Wilson Marion Cooper, 1902
Lyrics: John Adam Granade, 1804
Meter: Common Meter Double (8,6,8,6,8,6,8,6)
Sweet rivers of redeeming love
Lie just before mine eye,
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I’d to those rivers fly;
I’d rise superior to my pain,
With joy outstrip the wind,
I’d cross o’er Jordan’s stormy waves,
And leave the world behind.
A few more days, or years at most,
My troubles will be o’er;
I hope to join the heav’nly host
On Canaan’s happy shore.
My raptured soul shall drink and feast
In love’s unbounded sea;
The glorious hope of endless rest
Is ravishing for me.