I HAVE GOT A MANSION

I’m satisfied with 
just a cottage below,
A little silver and a little gold,
But in that city, where the
ransomed will shine
I’ll want a gold one,
that’s silvery lined.

CHORUS
I\'ve got a mansion, just over
the hill top
In that bright land where
we’ll never grow old
But some day yonder
we’ll never more wander
But walk the streets that
are as pure as gold.

Though often tempted,
tormented and tested,
And like the prophet,
my pillow a stone
And though I find here no
permanent dwelling
I know He’ll give me
a mansion of my own.

Don’t think me poor
and deserted or lonely,
I am not discouraged,
I’m heavenly bound
I’m just a pilgrim in search of a city
I know He’ll give me
a mansion of my own.