I want to hold on
I want to hold on and not let go
But what I’ll say
What I’ll tell Him, I don’t know
I want to stay
I want to stay for a thousand years or two
When I see Him
When I see Him, that’s what I will do
I might dance
I might dance or I might sing but I might just stand in awe
I might weep
Tears of joy because pain and sorrow are finally gone
I want to thank Him
For every storm he’s led me safely through
When I see Him
When I see Him, that’s what I will do
Mortal eyes now see through a glass darkly
But when we take our flight, faith will be come as sight
I don’t know
I don’t know if His eyes are brown or green or blue
And I don’t know
If His hair is long or short, and nor do you
But there’s one thing
Of which I’m sure, I’ll know that it’s our blessed Lord
By the scars on His hands and feet
And the arms He’ll open wide for me
When I see Him