Scripture Verse

I go to prepare a place for you. John 14:2


Words & Mu­sic: B. F. Grif­feth, in The Song Friend, Vol­ume 3, num­ber 5 (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Sol­o­mon W. Straub, March 5, 1882), page 115 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Grif­feth’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


Beyond this world of gilded snares,
Beyond this life of toil and cares,
There is a region fair.
It knows no change and no decay,
No night, for all is endless day.


Oh, say, will you be there?
Oh, say, will you be there?
Oh, say, oh, say,
Oh, say, will you be there?

Its glorious gates are closed to sin;
Naught that defiles can enter in,
To mar its beauty rare.
Upon that bright eternal shore,
Earth’s gilded snares are seen no more.


Will you be there? Oh yes, you must,
For in our Savior you can trust,
Who did that place prepare.
Still doth His voice sound sweetly,
Come, I am the way, I’ll lead you home.