There's always a river to cross,
Always an effort to make,
If there 's anything good to win,
Any rich prize to take.
Yonder 's the fruit we crave,
Yonder the charming scene;
But deep and wide, with a troubled tide,
Is the river that rolls between.
Poems
THE RIVER WE HAVE TO CROSS
From the September 1888 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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