WHEN I MEET THE MASTER
When I finally meet the Master
I can worship at His feet
I can kiss those blessed nail scarred hands
And his eleven I hope to meet!
What a glorious time of singing
When the angel choirs start
They’ll make heavens rafters echo
With music that will bless my heart.
From my very first day in heaven
And throughout all eternity
I can praise and worship Jesus
What a glorious time that will be.
One of these days I’ll see the angels
Ones of these days I’ll fly away
One of these days I’ll see my Jesus
What a hallelujah day !!.
Jeanette Rogers
When I finally meet the Master
I can worship at His feet
I can kiss those blessed nail scarred hands
And his eleven I hope to meet!
What a glorious time of singing
When the angel choirs start
They’ll make heavens rafters echo
With music that will bless my heart.
From my very first day in heaven
And throughout all eternity
I can praise and worship Jesus
What a glorious time that will be.
One of these days I’ll see the angels
Ones of these days I’ll fly away
One of these days I’ll see my Jesus
What a hallelujah day !!.
Jeanette Rogers
