The day will come when I’ll be free
From sorrow, pain, and misery.
My eyes shall no more she a tear.
A heart I’ll have that won’t know fear.
There will be no need to repent;
In shame I’ll-never hang my head.
Temptation will not visit me,
For with the Lord, I’ll ever be.
The day will come when my abode
Shall be with Christ, as God foretold.
O, for this my body groans
To dwell within my heavenly home.
I am a stranger on this earth
And all I own has no-real worth.
My treasure is in heaven stored,
With all my heart, I’ll serve the Lord.
The day will come, O glorious day
When I’ll pass through those pearled gates.
My feet will walk on streets of gold.
God’s glorious Light I will behold. (Repeat)