I n my father 's h ouse are many mansions
I f it w ere not tr ue he w ould ha ve told me so
H e has gone aw ay to live in that b right city
H e's prepa ring me a man sion ther e I know
J esus d ied u pon the c ross to bear my sorrow
F reely died that soul s like you might have new life
B ut I know that soo n ther e'll come a bright tomorrow
W hen t he wor ld wi ll all b e fre e from sin and strife
d o not shun the savio rs lov e fr om up in glory
O r you w on't be the re t o sing the gospel story
I n my fath er's hou se are many mansions
I f you' re t rue th en to t his lan d you'll surel y go