Oh, how I dream that I could be
Within that blessed place
Where all life’s troubles are memories
And no tears stain any face.
I dream of seeing those streets of gold
That line that distant shore
Where His children laugh and sing with Him
And pain is known no more.
My eyes long to see that great city
Where the lion lies down with the lamb
And the broken, despised, and hopeless
Find their rest in the Father’s hand.
I dream of the reunion
With loved ones gone before
And I dream of the unfettered joy
That will cause us to bow and adore.
I dream of the glorious mansion
That awaits me there on that shore,
But most of all, I dream of the One
Who will dance with His bride evermore.