Lord, Build Me A Cabin In Glory - Roy Acuff

Lord, Build Me A Cabin In Glory

Many years I’ve been looking for a place to call home,

But I’ve failed here to find it, so I must travel on;

I don’t care for fine mansions on earth’s sinking sand,

Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land.

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Yes, build me just 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 gloryland.

Blessed Lord, I’m not asking to live in the midst,

For I know I’m not worthy of such splendor as this,

But I’m asking for mercy while humbly I stand,

Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland.

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I have many dear loved ones who have gone on this way,

On that great final morning, shall I hear them all say,

Come and join in our singing and play in our band?

Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland.

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