I Shall See Him When He Comes

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.

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.

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.