I shall see Him when He comes in all His glo­ry,
And with all the ho­ly an­gels in ar­ray;
With the saints all robed in light’s re­splen­dent glo­ry,
When earth’s dark­en­ing clouds for­ev­er fade away.

Refrain

I shall see Him when He comes,
When He comes in all His glo­ry,
I shall know Him when I see Him face to face;
I shall lis­ten while He tells,
While He tells the sweet old st­ory,
How He planned to save lost sin­ners by His grace.

I shall see Him as He is and join the chor­us,
With the ran­somed ones who sing around the throne;
O what joy to have His ban­ner ev­er o’er us,
In the land where sin and so­rrow are un­known.

Refrain

I shall see Him, and the sight will be most glo­ri­ous,
When His ten­der, lov­ing eyes shall rest on me;
I shall see Him, O my soul, what heav’n­ly rap­ture!
In the glo­ry of His pre­sence e’er to be.

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