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When my lifework is ended, and I cross the swelling tide, |
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When the bright and glorious morning I shall see; |
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I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side, |
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And His smile will be the first to welcome me. |
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Refrain: |
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I shall know Him, I shall know Him, |
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And redeemed by His side I shall stand, |
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I shall know Him, I shall know Him, |
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By the print of the nails in His hand. |
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Oh, the soul-thrilling rapture when I view His blessed face, |
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And the luster of His kindly beaming eye; |
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How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace, |
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That prepare for me a mansion in the sky. |
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Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come, |
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And our parting at the river I recall; |
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To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home; |
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But I long to meet my Savior first of all. |
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Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white, |
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He will lead me where no tears will ever fall; |
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In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight; |
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But I long to meet my Savior first of all. |
