O how I'd like to see His face

1 O how I’d like to see his face,
My Lord beholding!
O how I’d like to take my place,
His arms enfolding!
Some day I’ll cross old Jordan’s tide,
Some day the gates will open wide,
Then I shall at his feet abide,
My Lord beholding.

Refrain:
Some day I’ll see his blessèd face,
Some day I’ll see his blessèd face,
I’ll hear the music of his voice,
Some glad, sweet day.

2 There on the cross he died for me,
My soul redeeming;
Up from the grave he rose for me,
My pardon sealing.
Some day I’ll cross old Jordan’s tide,
Some day the gates will open wide,
Then I shall at his feet abide,
My Lord beholding.

3 O’er all the hills and dales of life,
With Jesus walking,
Amidst the noise of earthly strife,
I hear him talking.
Some day I’ll cross old Jordan’s tide,
Some day the gates will open wide,
Then I shall at his feet abide,
My Lord beholding.


Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #884