The Numberless Host

Verse 1

When we enter the portals of glory, And the great host of ransom'd we see, As the numberless sand of the sea-shore, What a wonderful sight that will be.

Chorus

Numberless as the sand of the sea-shore, Numberless as the sand of the shore; Oh, what a sight ‘twill be, When the ransomed host we see, As numberless as the sand of the sea-shore.

Verse 2

When we see all the sav'd of the ages, Who from cruel death partings are free, Greeting there with a heavenly greeting, What a wonderful sight that will be.

Verse 3

When we stand by the beautiful river, ‘Neath the shade of the life-giving tree, Gazing out o’er the fair land of promise, What a wonderful sight that will be.

Verse 4

When we look on the form that redeem'd us, And his glory and majesty see, While as King of the saints he is reigning, What a wonderful sight that will be.