II.
Come, let us cross the river, those that have gone before, Crush'd in the strife for freedom, await on yonder shore; So bright the sunshine sparkles, so merry hums the breeze, Come, let us cross the river, and rest beneath the trees.
Come, let us cross the river, those that have gone before, Crush'd in the strife for freedom, await on yonder shore; So bright the sunshine sparkles, so merry hums the breeze, Come, let us cross the river, and rest beneath the trees.