There'll be no disappointment in Heaven No weariness, sorrow nor pain No hearts that are bleedin' and broken No song with a minor refrain The clouds of the earthly horizon Will never appear in the sky For all will be sunshine and gladness With never a sob nor a sigh I am bound for that beautiful city My Lord is prepared for his own Where all the redeemed of all ages Sing "Glory!" around the white throne Sometimes I grow homesick for Heaven And the glories I there shall behold What a joy that will be when my Savior I see In the beautiful city of gold The old will be young there forever Transformed in a moment of time Immortal we'll stand in his likeness The stars and the sun to outshine We'll never pay rent for our mansions Our taxes will never come due Our garments will never grow threadbare But always be fadeless and new I am bound for that beautiful city My Lord is prepared for his own Where all the redeemed of all ages Sing "Glory!" around the white throne Sometimes I grow homesick for Heaven And the glories I there shall behold What a joy that will be when my Savior I see In the beautiful city of gold