First Line: In robes made white through Jesus' blood,

In robes made white through Jesus' blood,
We soon shall meet beyond the flood,
And hold sweet converse, free from
Nor ever fear to part again, [pain,
Beyond the swelling flood !

Beyond . . the swelling flood !
Beyond . . the swelling flood !
Beyond . . the swelling flood,
We'll meet to part no more I
Beyond the swelling flood !

2 I fear not now what ills may come :
By faith I see my heavenly home,
And hear the angel voices say,
** Thy God shall wipe all tears away,
Beyond the swelling flood !

3 O meeting blest, with friends so dear !
What sounds shall greet the listening ear !
What thrills of rapture wake the soul
As back those golden gates shall roll,
Beyond the swelling flood !

4 Dear Saviour, guide my willing feet,
That I may have that joy complete ;
And live to praise through endless day
The love that dries all tears away,
Beyond the swelling flood !