When my life work is ended and I cross the swelling tide,
When "this mortal puts on immortality;"
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.

Refrain
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 hand.

Oh, 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 prepares for me a mansion in the sky.

Oh, the dear ones departed!, how the tender mem'ries come,
And a farewell at the river I recall;
In the sweet vales of Eden we shall meet no more to roam,
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

Thro' the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears shall ever fall;
In the glad songs of ages I shall mingle with delight,
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.