Gathering Grounds Lyrics

Give me words

Give me grace

To make hope real in this place

Where fresh streams tumble down

Mingling at the Gathering Grounds

There springs pure water

All things are made new

And sorrow and parting and death are subdued

Oh won't you lead us, lead us down

To the Gathering Grounds

Hope springs

Tears roll down

Both flow to the Gathering Grounds

Where our lost ones are found

Singing as true love abounds

There springs pure water

To soothe salted eyes

All absence is absent where love never dies

Oh won't you lead us, lead us down

To the Gathering Grounds

Gentle Shepherd of sheep

Gather all who mourn and weep

Lead where joy can resound

Bring us to the Gathering Grounds

There springs pure water

All things are made new

And sorrow and parting and death are subdued

Oh won't you lead us, lead us down

To the Gathering Grounds