And I yearn to meet my loving Lord;

I know the crowning day is fast approaching,

As foretold us in Thy precious Word.

CHORUS

How I long to be like Thee, my Master!

How I long to meet Thee face to face!

Uphold me by Thy strength and draw me closer,

Keep me ever at Thy throne of grace.

2.                             Nor its riches do I count as gain;

       For Thou wilt grant Thy child a throne forever,

            In Thy Kingdom as Thy Brideto reign.

3.              Until a host from every tribe and nation,

Perfected, Thy coming shall await.

4.                Arise, Osaints, in light with armour gleaming,

Steadfast to the end with courage stand;

Oh! Watch and pray and every day redeeming,

Fight the battle bravely to the end.