We shall see the King some day;
On that blessed morning clouds will disappear;
We shall see the King some day.
After pain and anguish, after toil and care,
We shall see the King some day;
Thro’ the endless ages joy and blessing share,
We shall see the King some day.
After foes are conquered, after battles won,
We shall see the King some day;
After strife is over, after set of sun,
We shall see the King some day.
There with all the loved ones who have gone before,
We shall see the King some day;
Sorrow past forever, on that peaceful shore,
We shall see the King some day.
Chorus
We shall see the King some day,
When the clouds have rolled away;
Gathered ‘round the throne,
When He shall call His own,
We shall see the King some day.
L. E. Jones
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousnessMy beauty are, my glorious dress;
‘Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.
Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,-
Which, at the mercy-seat of God,
Forever doth for sinners plead,-
For me, ev’n for my soul, was shed.
Bold shall I stand in Thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully absolved through these I am,
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies-
Ev’n then, this shall be all my plea:
Jesus hath lived and died for me.
This spotless robe the same appears,
When ruined nature sinks in years;
No age can change its glorious hue,
The robe of Christ is ever new.
O let the dead now hear Thy voice:
Now bid Thy banished ones rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness.
Nicolaus L. von Zinzendorf;
Tr. Rev. John Wesley
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