These are words of Bi­ble lore,
Dear to ev­ery Chris­tian heart;
How we long, yet more and more,
Christ to meet and ne­ver part;
But the Sav­ior bids us rest
On His pro­mise sweet and true,
In My Fa­ther’s house on high
I’ll pre­pare a place for you.

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There are man­sions in the sky
For the Chris­tian brave and true;
In My Fa­ther’s house on high
I’ll pre­pare a place for you.

Only here a lit­tle while,
Then to en­ter home above,
Where there’s no­thing to de­file,
All is bright­ened by His love;
Oh, to be with Je­sus there,
Better far than earth­ly friends,
Sweetest rest for­ev­er share,
Blessèd rest, it ne­ver ends.

Refrain

But while left up­on time’s shore,
Let us work with all our might,
For we know ’twill soon be o’er,
There for us ’twill all be bright;
Not the light of sun or stars,
But the Lord Him­self the light;
No more death, nor naught that mars
When our faith is changed to sight.

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