512 - Saved By Grace

Someday the silver cord will break, And I no more as now shall sing; But oh, the joy when I shall wake Within the palace of the King!

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace; And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace.

Someday my earthly house will fall. I cannot tell how soon ’twill be; But this I know—my All in All Has now a place in Heav’n for me.

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace; And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace.

Someday, when fades the golden sun beneath the rosy-tinted west, My blessèd Lord will say, “Well done!” And I shall enter into rest.

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace; And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace.

Someday -- till then I’ll watch and wait, My lamp all trimmed and burning bright, That when my Savior opes the gate, My soul to Him may take its flight.

And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace; And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace.