My Savior First of All

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 prints of the nails in His hands.

O the soul-thrilling rapture

When I view His blessed face

And the luster of His kindly

beaming eye;

How my full heart will praise Him

For the mercy, love and grace

That prepare for me

A mansion in the sky.

O 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 Savior first of all.

Thru the gates to the city,

In a robe of spotless white,

He will lead me where

No tears will ever fall;

In the glad song of ages

I shall mingle with delight

But I long to meet

My Savior first of all.

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