Heart That Will Never Break Again

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