We’ll Meet Face to Face
Am I learning to be thankful in the way you told me to?
To have that true and faithful heart that trusts the whole day through?
Will I walk with blinders on seeing just my own small world?
Or can I find the grace and strength to bind another’s wounds?
When weakness looms I pull the shades and double lock my door
No limping step, no bleeding lip, no bruises cuts or sores
No fever hot, no icy chills, no loss of any kind
Will I accept within my home just sweet and sunny times
Yet in the silence of the night when sleep is sliding by
I awake with faith and doubt engaging in a fight
The Spirit stirs and takes a stand while flesh just moans and sighs
Then in my weakest moment when I feel I can’t keep on
My Savior stoops and picks me up and holds me in His arms
Son you see these troubles come
While we are in this world
There is a Battle in your soul
To turn you from the goal
But set your eyes upon the prize
That pearl of greatest price
Is waiting for you in my hands
When we meet face to face