Steve Green The River
CHORUS
There’s a river ever flowing, wid’ning, never slowing and
all who wade out in are swept away. When it ends, where
it’s going, like the wind, no way of knowing until we
answer the call to risk it all and enter in.
The river calls, we can’t deny. A step of faith is our
reply. We feel the spirit draw us in. The water’s swift.
We’re forced to swim. We’re out of control and we go
where he flows.
There’s a river, ever flowing, wid’ning, never slowing,
and all who made out in are swept away. When it ends,
where it’s going, like the wind, no way of knowing, until
we answer the call to risk it all and enter in.
Danger awaits at ev’ry turn. We choose a course, we live
and learn. As we surrender to his will, we’re at peace
but we’re seldom still. He is in control and we go where
he flows.
CHORUS
