Many MansionsAlbum: The Bluegrass Gospel
v1) In the distant days of childhood my whole family was poor How my daddy worked so hard to keep the wolf from our door And at night we’d dream of having a spacious mansion up the street As daddy read the Gospel these words put us to sleep
CH: In my Father’s house are many mansions Many more than tongue can tell There beyond the crystal sea where the truth runs ever free Are many mansions in which to dwell
v2) Now those days of want are ended but the memories remain In my mind that verse of scripture still sings its refrain But the words have grown in meaning even as I’ve grown in years And I’ve seen the way we judge one another by our fears, you see...
v3) Some say you should be sprinkled, others claim you must immerse And we split hairs in the corner citing chapter and verse But in belief so small and narrow is the stubborn sin of pride That grieves the Holy Spirit whose doors are open wide, for...
by Jack Pearson © 1990, Jack Pearson, OtterTunity Inc. - BMI