Monday, September 01, 2008

It Will Be Glorious For Sure!

There is coming a day,
When no heart aches shall come;
No more clouds in the sky,
No more tears to dim the eye;
All is peace forever more,
On that happy golden shore;
What a day, glorious day that will be.

What a day that will be,
When my Jesus I shall see;
And I look upon his face,
The One who saved me by His grace;
When He takes me by the hand,
And leads me through the Promised Land;
What a day, glorious day that will be.

There'll be no sorrow there,
No more burdens to bear;
No more sickness, and no more pain,
And no more parting over there;
And forever I will be,
With the One who died for me;
What a day, glorious day that will be.

What a day that will be,
When my Jesus I shall see;
And I look upon His face,
The One who saved me by his grace;
When He takes me by the hand,
And leads me through the Promised Land;
What a day, glorious day that will be.

Oh I've got a longing, I'm homesick to go;
To a land without heartache no sorrow no woe;
There's nothing can hold me in this world below,
I'm homesick for Heaven, I've got a longing to go.

What a day that will be,
When my Jesus I shall see;
And I look upon his face,
The One who saved me by His grace;
When He takes me by the hand,
And leads me through the Promised Land;
What a day, glorious day that will be.