A mansion is waiting in glory, My Savior has gone to prepare; The ransomed who shine in its beauty, Will dwell in that city so fair. Refrain: Oh, home above, I'm going to dwell in that home; Oh, home of love, Get ready, poor sinner, and come. A mansion of rest for the weary, Who toil in the vineyard of love; O sinner, believe, and be ready To enter that mansion above. A mansion where heavenly music Enraptures the glorified throng; They're singing salvation, O sinner, Come, join in that beautiful song. A mansion where angels are waiting To welcome the holy and true, And when to the Savior low kneeling, They'll sing a sweet anthem for you. A mansion unclouded by sorrow, Undimmed by the pains of farewell, Where all of earth's pilgrims will gather, With Christ in His glory to dwell.