My Saviour First Of All

When my lifework 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.

Chorus:
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 print of the nails in His hand.

O, the soul thrilling rapture
when I view His blessed face,
and the lustre of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him
for the mercy, love, and grace
that prepared 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 Saviour first of all.

Through 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 Saviour first of all.