When my blest Lord will come again
I will be saved from all my pain
With all the saints I’ll follow Him
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
With all the saints I’ll follow Him
O praise the Lord!
When I shall see Him face to face
And dwell with Him thru endless days
I will rejoice and sing His grace
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
I will rejoice and sing His grace
O praise the Lord!
When I meet Him before the Throne
My suff’rings then will all be gone
The joy of vict’ry will be won
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
The joy of vict’ry will be won
O praise the Lord!
In that day I will testify
That nothing with Christ’s life can vie
What glorious rapture to the sky
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
What glorious rapture to the sky
O praise the Lord!
May we in our Lord’s side e’er hide
Be always one and ne’er divide
That His heart may be satisfied
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
That His heart may be satisfied
O praise the Lord!
O come
our King
O come
dear Lord!
Receive us by Thy promised word
And give the victors Thy reward
O praise the Lord!
O praise the Lord! O praise the Lord!
And give the victors Thy reward
O praise the Lord!