Shall I Be Among That Throng?

Oh! shall I be among that throng

All clothed in robes of white

And help to swell that glo­ri­ous song

Of rap­ture and de­light!

I shall

for I have been re­deemed

With blood of worth un­told

The blood of Christ

the Lamb of God

More pre­cious far than gold.

Oh! shall I see my Sav­ior’s face

All ra­di­ant as the sun

And dwell thro’ all eter­ni­ty

With God’s Be­lov­èd One?

Shall I in glo­ry Christ be­hold

Exalted king and Lord?

What rap­ture

yea

what bliss un­told

That mo­ment will af­ford!

Oh! shall I gaze up­on the wounds

From whence hath flowed the blood

That cleans­ed my guil­ty

sin­ful heart

And brought me nigh to God?

Oh! shall I ev­er

with the Lord―

As I re­trace the past―

Praise Him for all His won­drous grace

To me from first to last?