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


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,


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.