| Song | Bright Glory To Come |
| Album | Top Songs About Heaven |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer | Eden Latta |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
| Translator | |
| Tags | Bright Glory To Come |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
Eye Hath Not Seen, Ear Hath Not Heard
Nor Hath The Fancy Portrayed,
What The Dear Lord Hath In Reserve,
If His Commands Are Obeyed.
We Shall Wander No More, But On The Bright Shore,
We’ll Share In That Home The Glory To Come;
We Shall Wander No More, But On The Bright Shore,
We’ll Share In That Home The Glory To Come.
Mansions Of Joy, Ages Ago,
Jesus The Master Foretold;
They Are For Us, Just As They Were
For The Disciples Of Old.
Pilgrims Are We, Seeking To Find,
Regions Than Canaan More Fair;
Heaven Is Our Home, Over The Tide,
Where Is No Sorrow Or Care.
Loved Ones Are There, Torn From Us Here,
We Their Dear Faces Shall See;
Never Farewell Then Shall Be Said,
Never A Parting Shall Be.
