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