There is a mansion in Heaven
Where the King of Glory dwells
There is a banqueting table
The Father and His son have prepared

Where angels bow
And elders throw their crowns
All the beasts of the field
And the birds of the air will shout

Fill this house with Your glory my Lord
Fill this place with Your praise
Fill this house with Your presence
Ancient of days

There is a mansion in heaven
Where the King of Glory dwells
I come to the banqueting table
The Father and His son have prepared

And I bow down
And I throw down my crown
With the beasts of the field
And the birds of the air I will shout

Fill my (our) life with Your glory my Lord
Fill my (our) heart with Your love
Fill my (our) soul with Your presence
I can't get enough