I love Thee, Oh my God, I hope
To see Thee after death,
I hope to praise Thee perfectly,
When I draw my last breath.


This heavy load, I’ll lay aside,
When life down here is o’er,
I’ll see my Savior face to face,
Upon that peaceful shore.

Dear God, Thy children bend down low,
Beneath a heavy load,
We’ll leave these burdens, and this woe;
At ending of life’s road.


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