Then We’ll See Him

When the peo­ple of all na­tions

Have been told of Je­sus’ birth

And the sto­ry of

His dy­ing love is known

When the tid­ings of sal­va­tion

Have been preached o’er all the earth

He will come and claim

The blood washed for His own.

Then we’ll see Him

then we’ll see Him

Then we’ll see Him robed in beau­ty

If we’ve lived in Christ­ian du­ty;

Then we’ll see Him

then we’ll see Him

We will see Him in His beau­ty at the dawn.

When on Green­land’s icy mount­ains

And far In­dia’s co­ral strands

Every ear shall hear of Je­sus Christ the Son

How they mocked Him

How they scourged Him

How they nailed His lov­ing hands

How He died on Cal­va­ry for ev­ery one.

Praise the Lord! the mist is clear­ing

And the her­alds of the day

Bring the joy­ful news—

Oh! Bud of pro­mise

bloom!

For a sad­dened world in­vokes Thee

Precious One; Oh! come we pray;

Sweep in view and let

Thy ran­somed enter home.

Hark! we hear the trum­pet sound­ing

See the heav­en like a scroll

Rolling back for us

To hear the grand roll call;

Then delay no long­er

sin­ner

Have your name up­on Christ’s roll;

Even so

Lord Je­sus

Come and take us all.