Someday the aches and pains all gone,
And we with Christ shall be,
With bodies changed, and like Himself,
When we His face shall see.
Then nothing there will e’er disturb,
No thought, no sigh, no tear
Will there distract from Christ, Himself,
No groan, discomfort, fear.
All bliss around, all peace within,
All sickness past, no trace
Of all that now affects us here,
When with Him in that place.
That place of joy, eternal rest,
Our heavenly home on high,
Where Jesus is the central theme,
Where we will never die.
Enlarge my thought, engage my heart,
Attach me to that place;
And more than that, attract me to
The Man of love and grace.