"MY MANSION!" There's a place that is fairer than any on earth, An Eden God made for His own. It's a garden, where angels are singing the praise Of the Father, who reigns on His throne. In the Bible, God tells us the city's foursquare; The streets are all paved with pure gold. It's a place where no suff'ring or sorrow is found, There's no dying, we'll never grow old. It's a haven from evils, no sin is allowed; No jealousy, anger, or spite. All will be brightness, as God is the Light, And banished forever, is night. I know that His promise to me will be done; A mansion's prepared for me there. When this body of clay gives release to my soul, My Father will welcome His heir!