Lord, Build Me a Cabin in Gloryland

(That time I decided to 'decorate' a hymnal.)

1

Many years I’ve been lookin’ for a place to call home

But I still didn’t find it so I must travel on

I don’t care for the fine mansions on earth’s sinkin' sand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

2

Listen Lord I’m not askin’ to live in the midst

For I know that I’m not worthy of such splendor as this

When I ask Him for mercy while humbly I stand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

3

I’ve many dear loved one’s who’ve gone on this way

On the grapevine of mournin’ shall I hear them all say

Come and join in the singin’ and play in our band

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

CHORUS

   Lord build me just a cabin in the corner of gloryland

   In the shade of his tree of life that it may ever stand

   Where I can hear the angels and shake Jesus’ hand

    Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

Curtis Stewart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSR4q1SRwOg&list=RDBSR4q1SRwOg&start_radio=1

This was one of my mother's favorite songs. Here's what she wrote about it:

I never wanted a mansion or even a new house that most people consider beautiful.  My dream house was always a cabin.  That house in Watervliet seems like a perfect cabin to me.  Even when I was a little girl - I wanted a cabin.  When I was 10 years old, I started worrying about getting into Heaven since I didn't want one of those "mansions" Jesus had for us.  I wondered if I would even be allowed to go to Heaven since I didn't want one of those mansions, and I assumed there were not any cabins there - just mansions.  That thought stayed with me from then on until when I was 14 years old, I went to church with my good friend (Peggy).  It was a Pentecostal church and they were having a revival meeting.  During the goings-on, Peggy had gone to the front of the church for some reason and when she came back after a few minutes, she told me and another friend who was with us, and was also a member of that church, to get a song book and come on, we were going to do a trio for the congregation.  So we went up front and opened to the page Peggy said and I had never heard that song before but I was used to singing songs I didn't know and could read the music just fine so I was okay with it.  The piano player hit the keys and she played great - honky tonk style. She was one of those people who play by ear and she was good! And then I noticed the title: "Lord Build Me A Cabin".  And the first line in the chorus was "Lord build me a cabin, in the corner of Glory Land". Well, from that minute on all was well in my world! I knew that there was somebody besides me who just wanted a cabin in Heaven, not one of the mansions. And that was the man who wrote that song.  I have learned that it was the only song he ever wrote and it was only published once, in one book and that was the book they used there at that church where Peggy's daddy was the preacher.  God did all that for me so I could put my mind at ease.

My mother painted this picture. I wonder if she was thinking of this song when she painted it.