Forever with Jesus There

In my Fa­ther’s house there is ma­ny a room

And my Lord has gone to pre­pare

A place for me; O can it be

That I shall be with Him there?

Forever with Je­sus there

Forever with Je­sus there

What grace di­vine

that He is mine!

And I shall be with Him there.

In my Fa­ther’s house there is end­less day

With no cloud of sor­row or care

No tear­ful eyes

no groans or sighs

They know who are with Him there.

In my Fa­ther’s house there’s no want or woe

And there can be no more pray­er;

For what be­side can God pro­vide

Since we shall be with Him there.

In my Fa­ther’s house there is no more death

For the life of God we share;

No thought of sin can en­ter in

For we shall be with Him there.

In my Fa­ther’s house there are bless­èd saints

Who His ho­ly im­age bear;

They find in this their sweet­est bliss

That they may be with Him there.