In My Father’s house are many mansions: If it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.@John 14:2

Thomas M. Eastwood, 1909. The title brings to mind Tennyson’s Crossing the Bar.

Fred H. Byshe (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Thomas M. Eastwood (1848-1922)

Beyond the bar on yonder shore,
Across life’s troubled sea,
There is a city bright and fair,
Prepared for me, prepared for me.

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I’ll need no light of sun or star,
When I my Savior’s face shall see;
That will be light enough for me,
Throughout a blest eternity,
Beyond the bar, beyond the bar.

Beyond the bar the King abides,
Among His jewels rare;
And some day I shall dwell with Him—
My home is there; my home is there.

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Beyond the bar there is no death,
And sorrow reigns no more;
There are no bruised and bleeding hearts
On that blest shore, on that blest shore.

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Beyond the bar we’ll meet again,
The friends we’ve missed so long;
And with them sing forevermore,
Unending song, unending song.

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