Touring That City

Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where the son of God is the light You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty Made of gold so pure and so bright With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory Who led me across the divide Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where with Him, I will ever abide Many times I have wondered 'bout the sights of that city And all that my eyes shall behold I will see all the wonders when I enter that city There forever be safe in His fold Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where the son of God is the Light You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty Made of gold so pure and so bright With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory Who led me across the divide Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where with Him, I will ever abide Here on earth we have troubles that to us seem so heavy But in Heaven no one will be sad Mom and Dad will be singing, Heaven's praises will be ringing For the dearest Friend I ever had Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where the son of God is the Light You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty Made of gold so pure and so bright With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory Who led me across the divide Some morning you'll find me touring that city Where with Him, I will ever abide, ever abide