Poems (Odom)/Over the River
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OVER THE RIVER.
Over the river, the cold dark river, Whose current is strong and deep,The sails of life are furled forever, And its mariners sink to sleep.
Over the river, the starless river, We see our idols glide;And stretch our arms in vain endeavor, They drift to the other side.
Over the river, the voiceless river, That syllables no refrain,The loved ones we have lost forever, Will never return again.
Over the river, the deep still river, Our life's last hopes shall set,And dreams shall die that never, no never, Could earth-bound souls forget.
Over the river, the waveless river, Where never a ripple is cast,Where darkness reigns and no lights quiver, We all must cross at last.
Over the river, the shaded river, Where wait our loved and lost,We'll ind our treasures safe whenever Our weary souls have crossed.
Over the river, the sweet, sweet river, We will lay our crosses down,To wear on sinless brows forever The Saviour's promised crown.