The sound of joy of good tidings

Christ shall be shown in me

And I will sea my Saviour’s face

I will be made known here.

My soul shall be His dwelling place

I heard His spirit’s voice

Saying, behold I come quickly

My Lord will never fail.

The glorious Crown of righteousness

That I’m looking ahead

When In His might I'm victorious

I’ll grasp and wear the crown.

With joy I look the promised land

From the mount of Pisga.

My expectation will not fail

I have a glorious hope.

He visits my body of clay

His dwelling place to clear

mfO that Christ may come on this day

Into His dwelling place.

I know my Saviour lives with me

But this is yet to be

Unless I’m blessed with Paradise

And In my heart to dwell.

O Lord show Thyself unto me

And fill Thou all these gaps

Only Thou Lord can fill my soul

Come Thou O Lord, my God.