WHEN MY LIFE WORK IS ENDED

When my life-work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,

When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;

I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,

And His smile will be the first to welcome me.

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

As redeemed by His side I shall stand,

I shall know Him, I shall know Him

By the print of the nails in His hand.

Oh, the soul-thrilling rapture when I view His blessed face,

And the lustre of His kindly beaming eye;

How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love, and grace

That prepares me for a mansion in the sky.

Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,

And our parting at the river I recall;

To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home,

But I long to meet my Saviour first of all.

Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,

He will lead me where no tears shall ever fall;

In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;

But I long to meet my Saviour first of all.