A Heart That Will Never Break Again - Ginny Hawker

I remember standing at my daddy's bedside
And the tears filled up the wrinkles on his face
As I held his withered hand he smiled and whispered
Son I'm going to live in a better place
And I'll have eyes that will never fill with teardrops
I'll have legs that will never ache with pain
I'll have hands that will never age and wither
And a heart that will never break again
I have often heard and read about that city
Where with Jesus we shall live for ever more
There are mansions in construction for my dwelling
And the streets of gold will run by my front door
All the eyes of the blind will than be open
And they'll join the victory march with the lame
And the deaf who's never heard the roar of thunder
Will rejoice to hear the Savior call his name.