Here beside the silver stream

The angels come to pray,

And they keep a watch to find the ones of the world

Who wish to find the way.

Oh hear the song of heaven across the distant veil,

Drink from the sacred waters,

And see the vision held of a new and Brighter day.

For once there came one who held a dream

 and crossed to show Pilgrims the way,

To be baptized by this stream from Heaven

Where the angels dwelled and heard what was said.

And all the weary pilgrims

Found a way to the place where it was believed

Miracles could happen if they were open to the dream.

And the angels came to have pity

And granted the vision to be seen.

Beside the sacred waters they offered us sweet love

So we sang praises to the chance that we might be redeemed.

And here we saw the truth

Of what really could be,

If we lived as the angels who watched us did,

Across the sacred stream.

So offer all your wishes, offer up your dreams,

Sit beside the waters and look with your heart across the shore,

For here beside the silver stream the angels come to pray,

If you have the heart to see and believe they might bless you there today.