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 â The blood of Christ, the Lamb of God, More precious far than gold !
2. Oh, shall I see my Saviour's face, All radiant as the sun, And dwell through all eternity With God's Beloved One ?
3. Shall I in glory Christ behold Exalted King and Lord ? What rapture, yea, what bliss untold, That moment will afford !
4. 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 ?
5. 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 ?