1 After the earthly shadows have lifted,
And o’er the hilltops morning I see,
Sweetest of prospects, I shall behold Him,
Jesus, the Saviour of sinners like me.
When I behold Him, Christ, in his beauty,
When with the ransomed his face I shall see,
O how my heart in rapture will praise him,
Praise him for saving a sinner like me.
2 Helpless he found me, lifted me to Him;
Whispered of pardon abundant and free;
Breathed he his peace o’er my sin-stricken spirit;
Pointed my vision to Calvary’s tree. [Refrain]
3 Now in his presence, daily I’m living,
Walking by faith where mine eyes cannot see;
For He is guiding home to that city,
Built for his loved ones—saved sinners like me. [Refrain]Source: Songs of Christian Service #16