THEN I SHALL BE SATISFIED.
By J. O. Beard
WHEN the self within me is o'erthrown
And my Saviour rules my heart alone,
When His matchless love, and every grace,
Have into His likeness changed my face,
Till this sinful world, beholding me,
Only Jesus' image there can see—
Then I shall be satisfied. When I'm free from every taint of sin,
Purged every stain it had left within,
When from the bondage of sin I'm free,
Through faith in Him who died for me,
When the tempter can entice no more,
And the battles of life at last are o'er—
Then I shall be satisfied. When my Saviour comes to ransom me,
And I'm robed in immortality,
When with the sleeping saints I rise
And receive from Him "th' eternal prize,"
When o'er death my triumph is complete,
And my Lord with praises loud I greet—
Then I shall be satisfied. When I stand upon the sea of glass,
When through the gates of pearl I pass,
When my Father's face in peace I see,
When I've plucked the fruit from life's fair tree,
And have drunk my fill from life's clear stream,
Life's joys no more a passing dream—
Then, yes, then, I shall be satisfied. J. O. BEARD.
Bailey, Iowa.