When this passing world is done,
When has sunk the glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ above,
Looking on the wounds of love;
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then, how much I owe.
Verse 2:
When I stand before the throne
Dressed in beauty not my own,
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart;
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then, how much I owe.
Verse 3:
Chosen not for the good in me
Wakened up from wrath to flee;
Hidden in the savior’s side,
by the spirit sanctified;
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show:
By my love, how much I owe.