The River Flows

Iona
Throwing light into a darkened cold
Hands that toil until the night grows old
Pure devotion of a faithful heart
The patience of one who knows Your Spirit
[CHORUS]: And the river flows through eternity
Down through the ages, the Truth will survive
Turning the pages, the Light cannot die
Down through the ages, the Truth will survive
Pages of eternal mystery
where the Spirit knows what the eye cannot see
Images of Earth and Heaven
mysteriously drawn together
[CHORUS "“ x2]