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In the house of many mansions,
With its portals bright and fair,
I am laying up my treasures,
And my heart will soon be there.
At the river that divides me
From my Father’s house on high,
I am waiting, I am watching,
Till the boat comes by.
I have seen it in the distance,
As it bent its snowy sail,
To the music of the waters,
And the whisper of the gale.
At the river that divides me
From my Father’s house on high,
I am waiting, I am watching,
Till the boat comes by.
In the house of many mansions,
Dwells my Savior and my King;
I shall see Him in His beauty,
And His praise my tongue shall sing.
At the river that divides me
From my Father’s house on high,
I am waiting, I am watching,
Till the boat comes by.
Oh, that boat will soon be coming,
It will bear me home, I know,
To the house of many mansions,
And the friends of long ago.
At the river that divides me
From my Father’s house on high,
I am waiting, I am watching,
Till the boat comes by.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Dates:
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1900
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 14:2;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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TILL THE BOAT COMES BY
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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