An Empty Mansion

Here I labor and toil as I look for a home

Just a humble abode among men

While in Heaven a mansion is waiting for me

And a gentle voice pleading come in

At the end of life’s trouble some way

Many friends and dear loved ones will welcome me there

Near the door of that mansion someday

Ever thankful am I that my Savior and Lord

Promised unto the weary sweet rest

Nothing more could I ask than a mansion above

There to live with saved and the blessed

At the end of life’s trouble some way

Many friends and dear loved ones will welcome me there

Near the door of that mansion someday