We soon shall see the unseen land,
We soon shall know the angel band,
We soon shall rise where seraphs sing,
And see and know our Lord and King.
Our years are few and full of care,
Our trials often hard to bear,
Our nights with storm and tempests roar,
But soon these scenes will all be o'er
The veil that hides the unseen day,
Will rise and let us float away,
To be where glories ever shine
Within the life of light divine.
We know and heed the welcome call
Of him who suffered for us all,
Who died that we might never die,
To bring us to our home on high.

We soon shall know
The King of glory on his throne.
We soon shall know
The King of glory on his throne.
We soon shall know, as we are known,
We soon shall know, as we are known.