Parable of the River

Yes, we'll gather at the river
The beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the Throne of God

There once was a kingdom
In the fairest of lands
Fed by a river so true
And all of the kingdom
Drew life from its waters
In beauty and wisdom, it grew
For high in the mountains
The tiniest brook
Gave its life to a stream
The streams flowed together
And came to thе river
To join and sing

Flow to the river
Hеar the waters cry
"We must flow to the river
To keep this kingdom alive"

Outside the kingdom
Lay dry barren land
In spite of the river so true
The life in its water
Was there for the taking
No one drew
So, the river cried out
To the brooks and the streams
"Come carve out a pathway to me
And together, we'll rush
Through this dry desert land
With the song of spring"

Flow to the river
Hear the waters cry
"We must flow to the river
To keep this kingdom alive"

Flow to the river

My soul longs to flow
With the tiniest brook
I'll give my life to receive
My place in the river
That feeds the kingdom
And calls to me

Flow to the river
Hear the waters cry
"We must flow to the river
To keep this kingdom..."

Flow to the river
Hear the waters cry
"We must flow to the river
To keep this kingdom..."

Flow to the river
Flow to the river
Flow to the river
Flow to the river

Flow to the river
Flow to the river
Flow to the river
Flow to the river
To keep this kingdom alive