Now we see but a poor reflection…then we shall see face to face.
1 Corinthians 13:12
Words: Ada Blenkhorn, 1915.
Music: Kem G. Bottorf (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Bottorf (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), or a better one of Blenkhorn,
There is One loved me so that for me He died,
He’s my dear, precious Savior so true;
On the cross for my sins He was crucified;
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
Refrain
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
My Savior so faithful and true;
When I reach the strand of that love-bright land,
O I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
When I’m weary and faint, He is always near,
With His joy He my strength doth renew;
And He comforts my heart, speaking words of cheer;
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
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Holy angels keep watch o’er me thro’ the night,
And each morning He guards me anew;
In the smile of His love doth my soul delight:
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
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He is fairer than lily or rose to me,
And His blessings fall soft as the dew;
O my heart, how it longs His dear face to see:
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
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There’s a place for my soul that He doth prepare,
And its beauty by faith I can view;
First of all, when I enter that mansion fair,
I want to see Jesus, don’t you?
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