My Savior Face To Face
When I die and finally awake,
I can't wait to see my Savior face to face.
Will I just see a glorious light,
Or will it be His face shinning bright?
Will my Savior come to me,
Tell me not to weep for I have been set free?
All my sorrows and my fears,
Will all suddenly disappear.
Will Jesus come and wipe my eyes,
And tell me everything is ok, no need to cry?
For in heaven there are no burdens or sorrows or pain up here,
For heaven is filled with happiness, gladness and cheer.
Until I see my Savior face to face,
I will live my life thanking God for His glorious grace!
I can't wait to see my Savior face to face.
Will I just see a glorious light,
Or will it be His face shinning bright?
Will my Savior come to me,
Tell me not to weep for I have been set free?
All my sorrows and my fears,
Will all suddenly disappear.
Will Jesus come and wipe my eyes,
And tell me everything is ok, no need to cry?
For in heaven there are no burdens or sorrows or pain up here,
For heaven is filled with happiness, gladness and cheer.
Until I see my Savior face to face,
I will live my life thanking God for His glorious grace!
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