When I Shall Wake In That Fair Morn Of Morns,
After Whose Dawning Never Night Returns,
And With Whose Glory Day Eternal Burns,
I Shall Be Satisfied.

I Shall Be Satisfied,
I Shall Be Satisfied
I Shall Be Satisfied,
By And By.

When I Shall See Thy Glory Face To Face,
When In Thine Arms Thou Wilt Thy Child Embrace,
When Thou Shalt Open All Thy Stores Of Grace,
I Shall Be Satisfied.

When I Shall Meet With Those That I Have Loved,
Clasp In My Eager Arms The Long Removed,
And Find How Faithful Thou To Me Hast Proved,
I Shall Be Satisfied.

When I Shall Gaze Upon The Face Of Him
Who For Me Died, With Eye No Longer Dim,
And Praise Him With The Everlasting Hymn,
I Shall Be Satisfied.