First Line: When my life-work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,

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,
When redeemed by His side I shall stand ;
I shall know . . . Him, I shall know Him
By the print of the nails in His hand.

2 Oh, 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 prepare for me a mansion in the sky.

3 Oh, 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.

4 Through the gates of 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.