When I Get To That City

There’s coming a time when my loved one’s face I’ll see,
The one who died and rose again to set us free
I’ll be more amazed by the grace that sought me out
When I get to that city I can’t help but shout

When we get to the city, we will know as we are known,
There’ll be no secrets we can hide, if we’re the Lord’s own
And we’ll understand better the gifts he’s passed along
When I get to that city I’ll break out in song

I cannot run from Him, I cannot hide
But when I feel his love for me, why would I even try
He knows what He’s redeemed me from, he’s not a bit surprised
And when I finally see him, his “Well Done” will be my prize

When I get to that city I can’t help but shout
My Lord came to my prison and he brought me out
Jesus’ death and resurrection have freed me from my sin
When I get to that city, they will welcome me in.

I cannot run from Him, I cannot hide
But when I feel his love for me, why would I even try
He knows what He’s redeemed me from, he’s not a bit surprised
And when I finally see him, his “Well Done” will be my prize

© 2016 Debbie Durant, Walnut Run Music, ASCAP