Scripture Verse

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


Rigdon M. McIntosh (1836–1899)

Words: Al­fred A. Gra­ley, in The Ev­er­green, ed­it­ed by T. J. Cook & Theo­dore E. Per­kins (New York: F. J. Hunt­ing­ton, 1862).

Music: Rig­don M. Mc­In­tosh, Pray­er and Praise (Nash­ville, Ten­nes­see: J. W. Burke, 1883), num­ber 147 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Gra­ley (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Oh, when shall I dwell in a man­sion all bright,
And Je­sus, my Sav­ior, be­hold?
Or walk by His side, like an an­gel of light,
In a city all gar­nished with gold?


Home of the blest, home of the blest!
When wilt thou ev­er be mine?
Home of the blest, home of the blest!
Soon shalt thou ev­er be mine.

No pearl from the ocean or gold from the mine
Can par­don or pu­ri­ty buy:
I’ll trust in the blood of a Sav­ior di­vine,
And cling to the cross till I die.


But while I’m a strang­er, away from my home,
I’ll toil in the vine­yard and pray;
I’ll car­ry the cross, while I think of the crown,
And watch for the break of the day.