Peonies in Clear Vase with When in His beauty the King I shall see and When the port of heaven opens to a world redeemed from sin

When in His beauty the King I shall see,
Christ the Redeemer once wounded for me;
See Him who died on the cross for my sin,
That life eternal thro’ grace I might win;

See Him exalted in glory on high,
No more for sinners to suffer and die;
Nor more despised and rejected of men,
Living in glory, forever to reign;

What tho’ a pilgrim and stranger I roam?
I have a mansion in Heaven, my home;
There, while the ages unceasingly roll,
How I will praise Him for saving my soul!

Chorus
When I shall see Jesus
Some glorious day,
Earth’s sorrows forgotten,
Tears all wiped away;
For all of life’s toiling
‘Twill richly repay,
When I shall see Jesus
Some glorious day.

Mrs. C. H. Morris
When the port of heaven opens to a world redeemed from sin,
When the great arch foe is vanquished, and the victors enter in,
There will be a burst of triumph, like the sounding of the sea -
Like the voice of many waters shall that glorious anthem be.

There the harps shall thrill as harps were never known to thrill before,
And no voices shall be silent on that safe and happy shore,
But with glorious commingling shall the mighty anthem swell,
To the King of kings, and Lord of lords, who hath done all things well.

And when ceaseless ages shall have passed, with ages yet to come,
When from all of earthly sorrow free we rest within that home,
Still the chorus shall be pealing forth, unchanging, grand and free:
“Unto Him who hath redeemed us let eternal glory be!”

Refrain
Glory, glory to His name,
Now and evermore the same;
Let the ceaseless chorus be-
Christ, whose love has set me free.

Emma M. Johnston