1 When in His beauty my Lord I see,
When I behold Him who died for me;
O what a glory shall then be mine,
When in His likeness my soul shall shine.

Refrain:
Saved by His grace, His wonderful grace,
O with what rapture I’ll look on His face,
Kept in His care, His glory to share,
I shall be like Him, sometime, somewhere.

2 Jesus, my Saviour, is more to me
Than all earth’s riches could ever be;
Loves me with love that can ne’er be told;
Love that is more precious far than gold. [Refrain]

3 When all our trials are over-past,
And in His glory we stand at last,
O what a meeting with those we love,
In that bright, glorious home above. [Refrain]