Mansions are prepared above
By the gracious God of love;
Many will those mansions see—
Is there one prepared for me?
Is there one for me?
Is there one for me?
Many will those mansions see—
Is there one prepared for me?
Crowns that dazzle human eye
Wait for those who reach the sky;
Many will those bright crowns be—
Is there one prepared for me?
Robes of spotless white are giv’n
By the glorious King of Heav’n;
All can have them
they are free—
Is there one prepared for me?
Harps of solemn sound above
Swell loud praises to His love;
Oh! how sweet their sounds will be—
Is there one prepared for me?