Some day the silver cord will
And I no more as now shall sing;
But oh, the joy when I shall wake
Within the palace 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.
Some day my earthly house will
I cannot tell how soon ’twill be;
But this I know—my All in All
Has now a place in Heav’n for me.
Some day, when fades the golden
Beneath the rosy tinted west,
My blessèd Lord will say, “Well
And I shall enter into rest.
Some day: till then I’ll watch
My lamp all trimmed and burning
That when my Savior opens the
My soul to Him may take its