While preaching in a tent meeting in La Romain, Trinidad a few years back, there was a song that we sang almost every night. It is one of those songs that easily gets stuck in your head—partly because of the tune and partly because of the words. It was written almost 100 years ago, and the longing of that song writer has become the longing of every singer since.
The chorus (to be sung after each verse and probably again at the very end, totaling at least five times, which helps it to stick even better) says, “O I want to see Him, look upon His face, There to sing forever of His saving grace; On the streets of glory let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.” What a beautiful, glorious thought!
What has stuck in my head, as much as the words, is the fervency with which those brethren sang of their deepest longing to see Jesus! Read the words of that chorus. How much do you want to see Him, to look on His face, and to sing and rejoice forever at home in glory?