The Meeting Of The Waters piano leadsheet with chords

There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet as the vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.

Oh, the last rays of feeling and life must depart,

e'er the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart,

e'er the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.

Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene her made purest of crystal and brightest of green.

'Twas who not her soft magic of streamlet or hill.

Oh, we no, it was something more exquisite still.

Oh we no, it was something more exquisite still.

'Twas that peace.