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Introduction
Imagine a song that not only lifts your spirits but also weaves a tapestry of faith and longing into its very chords. Gene Watson’s “Build My Mansion (Next Door to Jesus)” is just that—a heartfelt plea wrapped in melody, a spiritual journey set to music. This song, often celebrated in the realms of country and gospel, offers a profound expression of a believer’s ultimate dream: to dwell in eternal peace beside the divine.
When you listen to “Build My Mansion,” you’re not just hearing a song; you’re experiencing an intimate conversation between a soul and its faith. Watson, known for his rich, emotive voice, brings a sincerity that makes every lyric resonate as if it’s whispered directly to your heart. The song encapsulates a deep yearning for divine proximity and spiritual fulfillment, themes that touch those who find solace and hope in their beliefs.
The composition itself is straightforward yet powerful, using classic country instrumentation to underscore its message without overshadowing the lyrics’ purity and earnestness. It’s in this simplicity that the song finds its strength, allowing the listener to focus fully on the spiritual narrative unfolding.
“Build My Mansion” does more than just entertain; it serves as a musical reminder of life’s transcendent aspirations. It’s a piece that has likely offered comfort to many, reminding them of the eternal home they seek, making the song not just a tune but a companion through the journey of faith.
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Lyrics
Build my mansion next door to Jesus
And tell the angels, I’m coming home
It doesn’t matter who lives around me
Just so my mansion sits near the throne
I have no castles, no earthly kingdom
But this cabin will do ’til I get home
My mansion’s yonder on the hills of glory
Oh, I hope my mansion sits near God’s throne
Just build my mansion next door to Jesus
And tell the angels, I’m coming home
It doesn’t matter who lives around me
Just so my mansion sits near the throne
My mother’s mansion may be close by me
Across the golden avenue
She was the first one to teach me of Heaven
And the very first one to tell me about you
So build my mansion next door to Jesus
And tell the angels, I’m coming home
It doesn’t matter who lives around me
Just so my mansion sits near the throne
It doesn’t matter who lives around me
Just so my mansion sits near God’s throne