My Savior's gone a mansion to prepare,

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My Savior's gone a mansion to prepare, Not Made With Hands My Savior's gone a mansion to prepare, In yon (In yon) fair lands; (fair lands;) Adorned it will be with jewels rare, Not made, not made with hands. I know, I know, (I know, I know, I know, I know,) in heav'n for me a mansion stands; A home, a home, (a home, a home, a home, a home,) Not made with hands. (Not made, not made with hands.) 1-5 Words by / Music Arranged by Joseph E. Schoate

How wonderful the story I've been told, Not Made With Hands How wonderful the story I've been told, That in (That in) those lands, (those lands,) The gates all are pearl, the streets are gold, Not made, not made with hands. I know, I know, (I know, I know, I know, I know,) in heav'n for me a mansion stands; A home, a home, (a home, a home, a home, a home,) Not made with hands. (Not made, not made with hands.) 2-5

Just over there, its splendor I can see, Not Made With Hands Just over there, its splendor I can see, All fair (All fair) it stands; (it stands;) How wondrous this dwelling place for me, Not made, not made with hands. I know, I know, (I know, I know, I know, I know,) in heav'n for me a mansion stands; A home, a home, (a home, a home, a home, a home,) Not made with hands. (Not made, not made with hands.) 3-5

There all the ransom'd robed in spotless white, Not Made With Hands There all the ransom'd robed in spotless white, Dwell in (Dwell in) those lands, (those lands,) Securely within that home of light, Not made, not made with hands. I know, I know, (I know, I know, I know, I know,) in heav'n for me a mansion stands; A home, a home, (a home, a home, a home, a home,) Not made with hands. (Not made, not made with hands.) 4-5

When life is o'er, some morning bright and fair, Not Made With Hands When life is o'er, some morning bright and fair, I’ll leave (I’ll leave) these lands; (these lands;) With all the redeemed, a crown to wear, Not made, not made with hands. I know, I know, (I know, I know, I know, I know,) in heav'n for me a mansion stands; A home, a home, (a home, a home, a home, a home,) Not made with hands. (Not made, not made with hands.) 5-5