Mansions by Anne Wilson

When my world gets heavy

Weighed down by the troubles of this life

I look up to the clouds and daydream about

That sweet by and by

Start thinking ‘bout heaven

I’ve heard the streets are paved with gold

Can’t imagine it ‘cause I ain’t there yet

But here’s what I’ve been told 

In my Father’s house there are many rooms

I’m talkin ‘bout a mansion for me   

And a mansion for you

When He parts those clouds, we’re gonna walk right through

Yeah, heaven’s got a mansion for me    

And a mansion for you

I think about family

The good Lord’s called home before

I can’t help but think that they might be 

Waiting for me at the door 

Gonna be a reunion 

Of all the ransomed and redeemed

Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers

Forever we’re gonna sing   

When we all get to heaven 

What a day that will be

Moving into the mansion

He promised for you and me

When I think about heaven

What I think about the most

Is seeing Jesus’s face, hearing mercy say 

Welcome home

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