Don't you hear the angels sing

1 Don't you hear the angels sing
By the shining river?
Lilies white and roses bring,--
These are ours forever.

Chorus:
These are in the better land,
There with rapture we shall stand,
Crown'd with flow'rs immortal, rare,--
These are ours forever.

2 Don't you hear the waters flow
In the shining river?
E'er abundant, crystal, clear,--
These are ours forever.

Chorus:
Softly past the verdant shore,
Gilds the billows evermore,--
Shore and crystal wave we view,
These are ours forever.

3 Don't you hear the angels sing
By the shining river?
Song and harp, and golden crown,--
These are ours forever.

Chorus:
Oh, that fragrant, happy land,
There with rapture we shall stand;
Flowers and stream, and crown and harp,--
These are ours forever.

Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #68