Podcast Episode #3: I Will Know Him

Another week, another episode.  Listen to Dan talk through stories, lyrics, and musical concepts at play in the third track from our upcoming album, "I Will Know Him."  Speaking of the album, the pre-order is now officially live.  Every pre-order gets the album 2 weeks early, as well as an immediate download of the first single, "Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul."

Check out the episode here (or subscribe here on iTunes):

And here are the things that we mentioned in the podcast episode:

Shane Tutmarc's Site

A music video from Citizens & Saints (Zach will be on next week's episode):

OUR LYRICS:

When my life’s work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide
When the bright and glorious morn I see
I will know my redeemer when I reach the other side
For He will be the first to welcome me

I will know Him

On the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come
Our parting at the river I recall
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home
But I love to meet my savior first of all

I will know Him
I will stand by His side
I will know Him
When I cross that old tide
I will know Him
In a robe of pure white
By the spear in His side

Through the gates of the city, in a robe of spotless white
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall


ORIGINAL LYRICS:

When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.

I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.

Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessèd face,
And the luster of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace,
That prepare for me a mansion in the sky.

Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,
And our parting at the river I recall;
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.