1.
My Lord has told of a mansion,
that I'll inherit some day.
A home of wonder and beauty,
in heaven fair as the day.
Though here I'm just a poor beggar,
my eyes are fixed on that land.
When I inherit my mansion,
my home not made by hand.


Cho.
Then oh what a joy,
oh what a joy,
that will be,
that will be,
in that land,
in that land.
When I inherit my mansion,
my home not made by hand.


2.
This foreign tongue can't describe it,
no words can tell of its worth.
To its grace - and it's beauty,
there is no measure on earth.
I know I shall behold it,
and view its wonder so grand.
When I inherit my mansion,
my home not made by hand.

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Last line of 1st verse:
Then I'll inherit my mansion, my home not made by hand.
First line of chorus:
Then oh, what a joy!

WHEN I INHERIT MY MANSION
1.
My Lord has told of a mansion, that I'll inherit someday.
A home of wonder and beauty, in Heaven fair as the day.
Tho here I'm just a poor begger, my eyes are fixed on that land.
When I inherit my mansion, my home not made by hand.
Chorus
Then oh, what a day! That will be in that land.
When I inherit my mansion, my home not made by hand.
2.
This faltering tongue can't describe it, no words can tell of its worth.
To it's grace and its beauty, there is no measure on earth.
But I know I shall behold it, and view its wonder so grand.
When I inherit my mansion, my home not made by hand.

Chorus
Than oh, what a joy that will be in that land, when I inherit my mansion my home not made with hands.