Somewhere Even Better
America is known as the land of the free,
But I have somewhere even better waiting on me.
America is a place where I can worship and pray,
But I will meet my Savior face to face someday.
I live in a house made of bricks and wood,
A material place where so many have stood.
But I will someday own a mansion in a city of gold
And find expanses of joy that on earth are untold.
Nowhere on this earth can a place be found
That even compares to the city where I am bound.
In this life our hope lies in the break of another dawn,
But thank God that in Heaven hope will go on and on.