When That Day Comes

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When That Day Comes - By Mandy Rowden (BMI)

Some years down the line
Many miles down the road
With a head full of stories and a long life to show
We’ll take one last step in this long race we’ve run
When that day comes, oh Lord
When that day comes

We’ll suffer no more
We’ll know no more sorrow 
We’ll never be hungry nor toil for tomorrow
These tired old hands will again be made young
When that day comes, oh Lord
When that day comes

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And when that day comes
What joys we will know
The fruits of our labor
The fields we have sown
One last hallelujah, the final notes sung
When that day comes, oh Lord
When that day comes

We’ve grown so weak 
And frail from life’s burdens
Backs have been bent
Faces pale from the worries
At last we’ll rejoice for this pardon we’ve won
When that day comes, oh Lord
When that day comes

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