One day, my heart will be so free.
I'll fly away and then be at rest,
to live with my Father eternally-
in that land where all is blessed.
To see the parents I called grand,
to live in my happy, eternal home,
to walk and hold my Savior's hand,
without the desires to run or roam.
We'll walk along the heavenly coast
and if the pavement be sand or gold,
we'll talk about what matters most-
the glory of God, we'll all behold.
Yes, things that matter to me now
are not as important as they seem.
What matters is that I should bow
to seek the things as yet unseen.
One day I'll finally see His Face
and meet the One who set me free.
What exists in this earthly place
can't be compared to what will be.
