All the windows are broken
All the lights have gone dim
All the doors, they hang open
Letting time move in

Built on a poor foundation
And time has not been too kind
Almost complete devastation
That's why I'm here to remind

That the Lord has gone before us
To prepare a place forever
If it weren't so He'd have told us
But He told us what we'll find

In my Father's house
In my Father's house
There are many mansions
In my Father's house
In my Father's house

And so make sure that your treasure
Is not where rust can destroy
But let your heart be forever
Be made rich with the joy
That the Lord has gone before us
To prepare a place forever
If it weren't so He'd have told us
But He told us what we'll find

In my Father's house
In my Father's house
There are many mansions
In my Father's house
In my Father's house

My Father's house, in my Father's House
Oh, glory
My Father's house, in my Father's House

Master, Builder, Maker of all things
Great Provider, all of Heaven sings

In my Father's house
In my Father's house
There are many mansions
In my Father's house
In my Father's house

My Father's house, in my Father's House
My Father's house, in my Father's House
My Father's house, in my Father's House
My Father's house, my Father's House...