When Each Other’s Face We See

In the glo­ry of the Fa­ther

When our Lord shall come again

By His an­gel guards at­tend­ed

In His ma­jes­ty to reign

What a hal­le­lu­jah chor­us

What a shout­ing there will be

When we ga­ther in the morn­ing

And each oth­er’s face we see!

At the sound­ing of the trum­pet

When the dead in Christ will rise

And the bright­ness of His pre­sence

Shall adorn the glow­ing skies

When the book of life is op­ened

With our names re­cord­ed there

And with all the saints tri­umph­ant

We shall meet Him in the air.

O that day of joy is com­ing

And its dawn is draw­ing nigh;

We are watch­ing

we are wait­ing

We shall hail it by and by.