In my (B)Fa ther’s House are (B7)man to y my (E)man sions.

If it (F#7)were not true, He would have told me (B)so.

He has gone a way to (B7)live in that bright (E)cit y.

He’s pre (F#7)par ing me a man sion there, I (B)know.

Je sus (B)died up on the (B7)cross to bear my (E)sor row,

free ly (F#7)died that souls like you might have new (B)life.

But I know that soon there’ll (B7)come a bright to (E)mor row

when the (F#7)world will all be free from sin and (B)strife.

Je sus

Do not (D#7)shun the Sav ior’s love from up in (G#m)Glo ry

or you (C#7)won’t be there to sing the Gos pel (F#)sto ry.

In my (B)Fa ther’s House are (B7)man

y (E)man sions.

If you’re (F#7)true, then to this land you’ll sure ly (B)go.