There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God. Psalm 46:4
I’ll sing of a river divine,
Its waters from trouble release;
More precious than
honey and wine,
That river, sweet river is peace.
O this river of peace
Makes me perfect and whole;
And its blessings increase,
Flowing deep in my soul.
’Tis flowing from Heaven to earth,
It issues from under the throne;
Great peace! O thy infinite worth!
Sweet peace in my Jesus alone.
O wonderful life-giving flood,
Thy waters so crystal and pure
Make glad all the
City of God;
Forever thy blessings endure.
O Jesus! the tempest of sin
Is hushed into heavenly rest
Since tasting the pure living stream
That flows from Thy crucified breast.
My moments, as angels appear,
All gliding so gently along,
Each dropping a blessing so rare,
Enraptures my soul with a song.