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
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There’s a place in Heav’n prepared for me,
When the toils of this life are o’er;
Where the saints, robed in white, shall forever be,
Singing praises forever more.
Jesus promised me a home over there,
Jesus promised me a home over there;
No more sickness, sorrow, pain or death,
Jesus promised me a home over there.
In my Father’s home are mansions bright,
Jesus says it and I know ’tis true;
There’s a home for me, in that land of light,
Brother, sister, there is one for you.
Many dear ones we loved are before the throne,
In that happy, happy home on high;
I shall walk with them thro’ the streets of gold,
I shall wear a starry crown by and by.
In that home above, beyond the skies,
Soon from sickness, pain and death I’ll be,
There with Jesus to reign forevermore,
Throughout all eternity.