Thursday, September 11, 2025
A Cabin in Gloryland
Many years I've been lookin' for a place to call home
But I fail yet to find it, so I must travel on
I don't care for fine mansions on earth's sinkin' sand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
In the shade of the tree of life that it may ever stand
Where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
Blessed Lord, I'm not askin' to live in the midst
For I know I'm not worthy of such splendor as this
But I'm askin' for mercy while humbly I stand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
In the shade of the tree of life that it may ever stand
Where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
I have many loved one's who've gone on this way
On the Great Final mornin' shall I hear them say
Come and join in the singin' and play in our band
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
In the shade of the tree of life that it may ever stand
Where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
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