Misc Praise Songs - Touring that city

^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where the ^CSon of God is the ^GLight! ^GYou'll find me there on the streets so pretty, made of ^Agold so pure and so ^Dbright! ^GWith Jesus the One Who gave me the victory, Who ^Cled me across the ^Gdivide, ^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where with ^EmHim, I will ^Dever a^Gbide.

^GMany times I have wondered 'bout the sights of that city And ^Call that my eyes shall be^Ghold. ^GI will see all the wonders when I enter that city; There ^Emforever be ^Dsafe in His ^Gfold!

^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where the ^CSon of God is the ^GLight! ^GYou'll find me there on the streets so pretty, made of ^Agold so pure and so ^Dbright! ^GWith Jesus the One Who gave me the victory, Who ^Cled me across the ^Gdivide, ^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where with ^EmHim, I will ^Dever a^Gbide.

^GHere on earth we have troubles that to us seem so heavy, But in ^CHeaven no one will be ^Gsad. ^GMom and Dad will be singing; Heaven's praise will be ringing For the ^Emdearest Friend ^DI ever ^Ghad!

^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where the ^CSon of God is the ^GLight! ^GYou'll find me there on the streets so pretty, made of ^Agold so pure and so ^Dbright! ^GWith Jesus the One Who gave me the victory, Who ^Cled me across the ^Gdivide, ^GSome morning you'll find me touring that city where with ^EmHim, I will ^Dever a^Gbide.