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THE MANY MANSIONS, by            
First Line: My father's house,-where doth it stand?
Last Line: The universe is thine.
Subject(s): Heaven; Mansions; Worship; Paradise


My Father's house,—where doth it stand?
Its many mansions,—where are they?
Sometimes I deem them close at hand,
And sometimes far away.

As I behold from night to night
The lamps that He hath lit on high,
Whose myriads overwhelm my sight,
"My Father's house!" I cry.

The particles of cosmic dust
That day conceals and night lays bare,
These are the mansions of the just
The Saviour doth prepare.

Then earth were part of heaven, you say;
And why not earth, is my reply,
My Father's house, without decay,—
A mansion of the sky?

By day we seem to swing afar
Beyond the outer bounds of space;
By night among the stars we are
In our appointed place.

This mansion He will highly prize
When in all lands He is adored,
No richer gem adorns the skies
Than earth to heaven restored.

The many mansions all belong
To Thee, my Lord, supreme, divine;
My Father's house, yon countless throng,
The universe is Thine.





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