When The Veil Shall Be Uplifted


When the veil shall be uplifted,
Hiding from our mortal sight,
All that scene of wondrous glory,
Where the saints are rob’d in white.

Chorus:
I shall see what now I see not,
Hear what none on earth may hear;
Walk in everlasting sunshine
With my Savior ever near.

When the Savior home shall call me,
There to taste eternal joy,
Wash’d in His all-cleansing fountain,
Praise shall be my glad employ. [Chorus]

I shall tune my harp with gladness,
While in robes of glory dress’d,
Round the throne the angels worship,
Sinless and forever blest. [Chorus]

There ‘midst angels gather’d round Him,
Strains of heav’nly music flow;
I shall join th’angelic chorus,
Such as none on earth may know. [Chorus]