Saturday, April 27, 2024

An Empty Mansion

Here I labor and toil as I look for a home,

Just a humble abode among men,

While in Heaven a mansion is waiting for me

And a gentle voice pleading "come in".

Ever thankful am I that my Savior and Lord

Promised unto the weary sweet rest;

Nothing more could I ask than a mansion above,

There to live with the saved and the blest.

When my labor and toiling have ended below

And my hands shall lie folded in rest,

I'll exchange this old home for a mansion up there

And invite the arch angel as guest.

REFRAIN:

There's a mansion now empty, just waiting for me

At the end of life's troublesome way.

Many friends and dear loved ones will welcome me there

Near the door of that mansion some day.


Author: Mrs. J. B. Karnes


John 14:1-3

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.



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