There is a river we all must cross, <br />Thousands will pass it tomorrow; <br />Some will go down to its waters with joy, <br />Others with anguish and sorrow. <br /> <br />Some will be welcom'd by angel bands, <br />Coming from over the river; <br />Others be borne by the current adown, <br />Where there is none to deliver. <br /> <br />These shall land safely in Eden's bow'rs, <br />Wearing the white robes of pardon; <br />Those shall be cast on a desolate shore, <br />Far from the gates of the garden. <br /> <br />These shall have voices to join the song <br />Ever from Eden ascending; <br />Those shall unite in the wailings of woe <br />Woe, that hath never an ending. <br /> <br />Over the river we all must cross, <br />Jesus may call us tomorrow; <br />Shall we go down to its waters with joy? <br />Shall we with anguish and sorrow?<br /><br />Henry Clay Work<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-a-river-we-all-must-cross/
