It may be today my soul will
take its flight,
To be with Him on high in Heaven's
This world is not my home I'm only
I'm here on business for my Lord His
Holy will to do.
It may be that today my suffering here
And absent from the body be and
joy in my release.
No more to gaze through darkened
glass, but then to see
The Glory of my risen Lord, who
loved and died for me.
Better far, maybe today, I'll hear the
In life or death I'll hear the shout and
with my Lord be found.
I'll see Him face to face - faith then
gives place to sight,
And thus in resurrection bliss I'll
share His glory bright.
Till then, O Lord, till then, whate'er
Thy will may be
Come dwell with me until that day
when I shall dwell with thee.
My heart Thy temple make, let me
commune with thee.
Until I reach my home above, then
satisfied I'll be.
-William G. McCartney