1 When the veil shall be uplifted,
Hiding from our mortal sight,
All that scene of wondrous glory,
Where the saints are rob’d in white.
Chorus:
I shall see what now I see not,
Hear what none on earth may hear;
Walk in everlasting sunshine
With my Savior ever near.
2 When the Savior home shall call me,
There to taste eternal joy,
Wash’d in His all-cleansing fountain,
Praise shall be my glad employ. [Chorus]
3 I shall tune my harp with gladness,
While in robes of glory dress’d,
Round the throne the angels worship,
Sinless and forever blest. [Chorus]
4 There ‘midst angels gather’d round Him,
Strains of heav’nly music flow;
I shall join th’angelic chorus,
Such as none on earth may know. [Chorus]
Source: Sunday School and Revival: with Y.M.C.A. supplement #174