When we gather at last over Jordan, And the ransomed in glory we see, ' As the numberless sands of the seashore â What a wonderful sight that will be !
Numberless as the sands of the seashore ! Numberless as the sands of the shore ! . . . Oh, what a sight 'twill be, When the ransomed host we see, As numberless as the sands of the seashore !
2. When we see all the saved of the ages, Who from sorrow and trials are free, Meeting there with a heavenly greetingâ What a wonderful sight that will be !
3. When we stand by the beautiful river, 'Neath the shade of the life-giving tree, Gazing over the fair land of promise â What a wonderful sight that will be !
4. When at last we behold our Redeemer, And His glory transcendent we see, While as King of all kingdoms He reigneth â What a wonderful sight that will be !