I'll Fly Away
Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away;
To a home on God's celestial shore,
I'll fly away.
I'll fly away, O glory,
I'll fly away;
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away.
When the shadows of this life have grown,
I'll fly away;
Like a bird from prison bars has flown,
I'll fly away.
Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away;
To a land where joys shall never end,
I'll fly away.
Autor(es): Albert E. Brumley
