When earth’s labors are o’er, and I rest on the shore
Of that land where no storms ever beat,
I shall see, face to face, Him who saved me by grace,
And the saints of all ages shall greet.
O the joy I shall know, O the joy I shall know,
When the face of my Savior I see;
When He welcomes me home ’neath His fair palace dome,
O how sweet will His words be to me!
There no shadows can fall, and no death e’er appall,
For the Lord is the light and the life;
By His glory so bright shall be banished the night,
And the peace which He gives ends all strife.
I shall join in the psalm to the glorified Lamb,
For salvation so full and so free;
All my fears will be past; I’ll be safe home at last,
Evermore with the Lord there to be.