Fellowship Hall

There is com-ing a day
when no heart-aches shall come.
No more clouds in the sky,
no more tears to dim the eye.
All is peace for ev-er more
on that happy golden shore.
What a day, a glorious day that will be.

What a day that will be
when my Jesus I shall see.
And I look up-on 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, a glorious day that will be.

There will be no sor-row there,
no more bur-dens to bear.
No more sick-ness, no more pain,
no more part-ing o-ver there.
And for ev-er I will be
with the One who died for me.
What a day, a glorious day that will be.

What a day that will be
when my Jesus I shall see.
And I look up-on 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, a glorious day that will be.