Someday the stammering tongue will falter no more
And a grander, sweeter song I shall sing
Then I'll join the ransomed choir
On Heaven's bright shore
Forever to praise the King
And while the ages roll
I'll keep on praising Him
And my voice will never tire or grow old
And my song shall ever be
Praise the Lamb who died for me
And I'll sing it while ages shall roll
When a million years have passed in that wonderful place
My song of praise will just have begun
Any my song will never end
While I look on His face
And my song will never be done
And while the ages roll
I'll keep on praising Him
And my voice will never tire or grow old
And my song shall ever be
Praise the Lamb who died for me
And I'll sing it while ages shall roll
And my song shall ever be
Praise the Lamb who died for me
And I'll sing it while ages shall roll