Scripture Verse

In My Father’s house are many mansions. John 14:2

Introduction

Words: Charles A. J. Marsh, in Make His Praise Glo­ri­ous, ed­it­ed by Ed­win Ex­cell (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: E. O. Ex­cell, 1900), num­ber 3.

Music: Sar­a­so­ta Ed­win O. Ex­cell, 1900 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Marsh (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

portrait
Edwin O. Excell
(1851–1921)

Lyrics

In Heav’n are many mansions fair,
No sin, no grief, no sorrow there;
In Heav’n God’s weary ones find rest,
His children are forever blest.

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O praise Him with your voice and sing,
Till earth and Heav’n with anthems ring;
Rejoice! rejoice! blest be the Word,
Ye shall be ever with the Lord.

In Heav’n the holy angels dwell,
And loud their joyful anthems swell;
In Heav’n God’s saints their voices raise,
And join with angels in His praise.

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On earth, in Heav’n, the ransomed sing
The glory of their Savior, King;
Their song on earth redeeming love,
And that their song in Heav’n above.

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Then comfort ye your hearts, nor fear,
For Heav’n to earth is very near;
And there the saints who love His Word
Shall be forever with their Lord.

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