Oh! shall I be among that throng
All clothed in robes of white,
And help to swell that glorious song
Of rapture and delight!
I shall, for I have been redeemed
With blood of worth untold,
The blood of Christ, the Lamb of God,
More precious far than gold.
Oh! shall I see my Savior’s face,
All radiant as the sun,
And dwell thro’ all eternity
With God’s Belovèd One?
Shall I in glory Christ behold,
Exalted king and Lord?
What rapture, yea, what bliss untold,
That moment will afford!
Oh! shall I gaze upon the wounds,
From whence hath flowed the blood
That cleansed my guilty, sinful heart,
And brought me nigh to God?
Oh! shall I ever, with the Lord―
As I retrace the past―
Praise Him for all His wondrous grace
To me from first to last?