Scripture Verse

In my Fa­ther’s house there are many rooms…I am going there to prepare a place for you. John 14:2

Introduction

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DeWitt C. Huntington (1830–1912)

Words: De­Witt C. Hunt­ing­ton, cir­ca 1873.

Music: Tul­li­us C. O’Kane (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Tullius C. O’Kane (1830–1912)

Origin of the Hymn

He cut this hymn out of some news­pa­per and put it with oth­ers in his port­fo­lio, in­tend­ing some time when he felt like it to give it a mu­sic­al set­ting.

One Sun­day af­ter­noon, he op­ened his port­fo­lio, and tur­ning over the se­lect­ions, found these words, and some­thing seemed to say, Now’s your time.

He sat down at the or­gan, stu­died the hymn in­tent­ly for a few mo­ments, and then, as his fin­gers touched the keys of the ins­tru­ment, me­lo­dy and har­mo­ny were in ev­ery move­ment…and Ov­er There was born.

Hall, pp. 61–62

Lyrics

O think of the home ov­er there,
By the side of the ri­ver of light,
Where the saints, all im­mor­tal and fair,
Are robed in their gar­ments of light.
Over there, ov­er there,
O think of the home ov­er there,
Over there, ov­er there,
O think of the home ov­er there.

O think of the friends ov­er there,
Who be­fore us the jour­ney have trod,
Of the songs that they breathe on the air,
In their home in the pa­lace of God.
Over there, ov­er there,
O think of the friends ov­er there,
Over there, ov­er there,
O think of the friends ov­er there.

My Sav­ior is now ov­er there,
There my kind­red and friends are at rest,
Then away from my sor­row and care,
Let me fly to the land of the blest.
Over there, ov­er there,
My Sav­ior is now ov­er there,
Over there, ov­er there,
My Sav­ior is now ov­er there.

I’ll soon be at home ov­er there,
For the end of my jour­ney I see;
Many dear to my heart, over there,
Are watch­ing and wait­ing for me.
Over there, over there,
I’ll soon be at home ov­er there,
Over there, ov­er there,
I’ll soon be at home ov­er there.