Collected by Max Hunter (H-5 ) Sung by J. W. Breazeal
For Mary C. Parler Springfield, Missouri
Transcribed by Frances Majors April 27, 1958
Reel 247, Item 4
Sweet rivers of redeeming love
Lie just before mine eyes;
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd to those rivers rise.
I'd rise superior to my pain,
With joy I'd strip the wind,
And cross old Jordan's stormy main,
And leave this world behind.
I l i e imprisoned here below,
In anguish, pain and shame;
On high my troubles I forego
While love surrounds my heart.
In darkest shadows of the night,
Faith now sees upper shy;
I then behold my heart's delight,
And could rejoice to die.
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