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