Someday earth’s wounds will be healed
All troubles and cares will cease to be.
The glories of heaven will be revealed
And from these earthen vessels we’ll flee.
Someday the clouds will role away,
Trumpets will sound loud and clear
And, OH, what beauty we will behold
When Christ and His angels appear.
Someday our Saviour will take us home,
We’ll wear garments of purest white.
There no sin or darkness will enter in
And we’ll bask in God’s holy light.
There’ll be no more tears of sorrow
All hatred will pass away.
We’ll walk hand and hand as brothers
On God’s beautiful shore, Someday.
Midi is Someday By