My New Home A

I am thinking today of my new home
I'll move to in the sweet bye an bye
It will be so glorious in beauty
There I'll stay and never hear a sigh

In His presence is joy in the morning
In the noontime His brightness will shine
Oh I'll sing with the angels in glory
Of those days in the past ne'er repine

Not of wood nor of clay its construction
But of precious stone it will be
Neither moth nor rust will corrupt it
Oh what a sight my mansion to see

Let me tell you truth about that mansion
It's not made of hands don't you see
Its my Father's house up in the heavens
And my Lord's made a room just for me.

He is coming in bright clouds of glory
I'll be changed in the twinkling of an eye
Yes forever with Him to end the story
And that will be the sweet bye and bye

- Randy Lucas