MANSIONS WAITING by M. J. C. Bahner

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 16, 1871

MANSIONS WAITING.

By M. J. C. Bahner

There is waiting up yonder in Heaven Fair mansions of rich, shining pearl; Sweet harps and bright crowns too are waiting, And a banner which love will unfurl.

They are waiting till those who are victors In the battle of life raging now, Shall hear from the lips of their Leader, There is rest, weary soldier, for you.

They are waiting till we shall be proven, Our shoulders be fitted to bear The yoke of our Lord without galling, But with song, bursting forth full and clear.

They are waiting till those who, in sickness, Are learning hard lessons indeed, Shall in patience have learned them completely And been from the crucible freed.

They are waiting till earth's mold'ring prison Shall crumble, and powerless be To hold from us longer our loved ones, Who now are there hidden away.

They are waiting, those mansions of glory, Till the sea shall deliver her dead; When released from her caverns of darkness, They will claim those bright mansions instead.

Yes, they wait till the toil shall be over, Till the chosen ones all have been tried, And then they'll be opened by Jesus, And the faithful ones there will abide.

He will place on their heads crowns of glory, In their hands sweet-toned harps of pure gold; And they'll sing to his praise strains of music That by mortals can never be told.

And, oh! can I join their glad anthem? Can I 'mid that holy throng stand, And with them sing the song of redemption A victory palm in my hand?

Can I see the pure, sinless angels The patriarchs long ago dead, And more than all else see my Saviour Whose blood was for me freely shed?

Yes, yes, I may yet be a victor My Father has pledged me his aid, If in him I but trust as I struggle I can in the conflict succeed.

M. J. C. BAHNER.