Meet me at the freshet

Meet me at the freshet

   Where there is a gathering -

A swath of pilgrims wait

   For to find eternity -

Where there flows an old hope

   And God's love is evergreen -

Where His deeds are retold

   Of which move our hearts to sing.

Bind His words to your mind;

   Let them be our canopy.

We will uphold in time

   These truths to the enemy

And then Christ will steal us

   To a place of victory -

Forever loved and thus

   Forevermore we will be!