Many years I've been lookin' 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 sinkin' sand Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland Yes, build me just a cabin in the corner of Gloryland 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 (land) Blessed Lord, I'm not askin' to live in this midst For I know I'm not worthy of such splendor as this But I'm askin' for mercy while humbly I stand Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland Ya build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland In the shade of the Tree of Life That it may ever stand For I can just hear the angels sing And safety's at hand Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland How many many dear loved ones who have gone on their way On that great final mornin', shall I hear them say Come and join in our singin' and play in our band Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland Yes build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland In the shade of the Tree of Life That it may ever stand For I can just hear the angels sing And safety's at hand Lord, build me a cabin the corner of Gloryland