1
Some day the silver cord will break,
And I no more as now shall sing;
But, O the joy when I shall wake
Within the presence of the King!
And I no more as now shall sing;
But, O the joy when I shall wake
Within the presence of the King!
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story, saved by grace:
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story, saved by grace.
And tell the story, saved by grace:
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story, saved by grace.
2
Some day my earthly house will fall,
I cannot tell how soon 'twill be,
But this I know—my All in all
Has now a place with Him for me.
I cannot tell how soon 'twill be,
But this I know—my All in all
Has now a place with Him for me.
3
Or some day when my Lord will come,
And called to meet Him I'll be blest,
He then will say to me, "Well done,"
And I shall enter into rest.
And called to meet Him I'll be blest,
He then will say to me, "Well done,"
And I shall enter into rest.
4
Some day, till then I'll watch and wait,
My lamp all trimmed and burning bright,
That when my Savior I will greet,
My faith will then be changed to sight.
My lamp all trimmed and burning bright,
That when my Savior I will greet,
My faith will then be changed to sight.