There's a land beyond the river,

That we call the sweet forever,

And we only reach that shore by faith's decree;

One by one we'll gain the portals,

There to dwell with the immortals,

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.



Don't you hear the bells now ringing?

Don't you hear the angels singing?

'Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee,

In the far off sweet forever,

Just beyond the shining river...

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.



We shall know no sin nor sorrow,

In that haven of tomorrow,

When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea;

We shall only know the blessing

Of our Father's sweet caressing,

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.



When our days shall know their number,

When in death we sweetly slumber,

When the King commands the spirit to be free;

Never more with anguish laden,

We shall reach that lovely aiden,

When they ring the golden bells for you and me.