Verse 1
As I journey thrCough the land, singFing as I gCo,
PoinCting souls to CaAmlvary, tDo the crimson flGow,
MaCny arrows pierce my soul frFom without, withCin;
BAmut my Lord leCads me oAn, throDugh Him GI must wCin.
Chorus
OCh, I want to see Him, loFok upon His faCce
TheCre to sing foAmrever oDf His saving grGace;
OCn the streets of Glory lFet me lift my voiCce;
Cares all pAmast, hoCme at laAst, evDer tGo rejoCice
WhCen in service for my Lord, daFrk may be the nigCht,
BCut I'll cling more close to HAmim, HDe will give me ligGht;
SatCan's snares may vex my soul, tuFrn my thoughts asiCde;
But my LAmord goes aheCad, leDads whateG'er beCtide
Chorus
OCh, I want to see Him, loFok upon His faCce
TheCre to sing foAmrever oDf His saving grGace;
OCn the streets of Glory lFet me lift my voiCce;
Cares all pAmast, hoCme at laAst, evDer tGo rejoCice
WhCen in valleys low I look towFard the mountain heiCght,
AnCd behold my Saviour thAmere, leadDing in the fiGght,
WiCth a tender hand outstretched toward the valFley loCw;
Guiding Amme, CI can seAe, aDs I onwGard gCo
Chorus
OCh, I want to see Him, loFok upon His faCce
TheCre to sing foAmrever oDf His saving grGace;
OCn the streets of Glory lFet me lift my voiCce;
Cares all pAmast, hoCme at laAst, evDer tGo rejoCice
WhCen before me billows rise frFom the mighty deCep
ThCen my Lord directs my bAmark, HDe doth safely keGep,
AnCd He leads me gently on throFugh this world belCow;
He's a rAmeal FriCend to mAe, DO I loGve Him sCo