hymnal 490
1 There’s a dream that I dream, of my Savior divine, And I know that my dream will come true;
At the morn, in the night, comes the vision of light, With a promise eternally new.
O this wonderful dream is a secret of grace, And I would this secret you knew;
For I dream that at last I shall look on His face, And I know that my dream will come true.
2 There is sweet compensation for heartache and loss In the hope that is given to me;
I shall quickly forget how the road was beset, When the King in His beauty I see. 
O this wonderful dream is a secret of grace, And I would this secret you knew;
For I dream that at last I shall look on His face, And I know that my dream will come true.
3 It will still be my stay when the fashion's of earth In the mist are dissolving away;
For the passage of death will be only a breath— But a breath, and my dream will come true. 
O this wonderful dream is a secret of grace, And I would this secret you knew;
For I dream that at last I shall look on His face, And I know that my dream will come true.