1 Tho’ we’ve no abiding city here,
‘Mid these changing scenes of time,
God has builded us a mansion fair,
Over in that sunlit clime.
Refrain:
Not made with hands,
Not made with hands,
I’ve an house not made with hands,
In those bright, celestial lands,
I’ve an house not made with hands.
2 Soon our earthly house shall be dissolved,
Timely things must pass away,
But that wondrous house not made with hands
Never, never shall decay. [Refrain]
3 There are gates of pearl and jasper walls,
There are streets of purest gold,
And no shade of darkness ever falls
In that city, we are told. [Refrain]
4 We shall meet at last, O precious thought!
With our battles fought and won,
In that home of peace and light and love,
When our Lord has said “well done.” [Refrain]
Source: Songs of Christian Service #54