We Shall Know Him

When we meet be­yond the por­tals

Of that gold­en ci­ty fair

And around the shin­ing throne

Of God we stand;

Christ will be the first to greet us

At the pear­ly gate He’ll meet us

And we’ll know Him

By the nail prints in His hands.

We shall know Him

we shall know Him

When we’ve crossed death’s chil­ly tide.

Yes

we shall know my bless­èd Sav­ior

By the spear prints in His side.

By and by

when we have ga­thered

In that para­dise above

Where our long de­part­ed

Loved ones we shall greet.

First we’ll look for Him in Heav­en

Who to us new life hath giv­en

And we’ll know Him

By the nail prints in His feet.

In that ci­ty bright eter­nal

He

the King of glo­ry reigns

And the an­gels at His throne

In rev­er­ence bow;

O pro­claim the won­drous sto­ry

Of the One who reigns in glo­ry

For we’ll know Him

By the thorn prints on His brow.

There is peace se­cure in know­ing

We may nev­er go as­tray

For we have the bless­èd Bi­ble

As our guide

And we read with­in its pag­es

He the rift­ed Rock of Ag­es

We shall know Him

By the spear prints in His side.

Yes

we’ll know Him by the nail prints

In His hands and in His feet

By the spear prints in His side

Our Lord we’ll know

If we had no oth­er to­ken

There is evi­dence un­spok­en

For we’d know Him

By the thorn prints on His brow.