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

Introduction

Words: Hat­tie M. Bol­man, in The Pol­y­phon­ic; or Ju­ve­nile Cho­ral­ist, ed­it­ed by Au­gus­tus D. Fill­more & Com­fort L. Fill­more (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: R. W. Car­roll, 1863), num­ber 122.

Music: Di­jon J. G. Bitt­hau­er, 1794. Pub­lished in Theo­dore Flied­ner’s 1842 Lied­er-buch (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Bitt­hau­er’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Bol­man,

Lyrics

In the land of ancient story,
Where no storms can ever come,
Where the Sav­ior dwells in glo­ry,
There remains for us a home.

There within the heavenly mansions,
Where life’s river flows so clear,
We shall see our blessèd Sav­ior,
If we love and serve Him here.

There with holy angels dwelling,
Where the ransomed wander free,
Jesus’ praises ever telling
Sing we through eternity.

There amid the shining numbers,
All our toils and labors o’er,
Where the Guardian ne­ver slumbers,
We shall dwell for­ev­er­more.