When my lifework is over, 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
And redeemed by His side I will stand
I shall know Him, I shall know Him
By the prints of the nails in His hand
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 see my Saviour first of all
And I shall know Him, I shall know Him
And redeemed by His side I shall stand
I shall know Him, I shall know Him
By the prints of the nails in His hand
Through the gates to that city in a robe of spotless white
He will lead me where no tears shall ever fall
In the glad song of ages I will mingle with delight
But I long to see my Saviour first of all
And I shall know Him, I shall know Him
And redeemed by His side I shall stand
I shall know Him, I shall know Him
By the prints of the nails in His hand
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