Mansion Over the Hilltop

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we'll never grow old

And someday yonder we'll never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Mansion Over the Hilltop - George Hamilton IV

I'm satisfied with just a cottage below

A little silver and a little gold

But in that city where the ransomed will shine

I want a gold one that's silver lined

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we'll never grow old

And someday yonder we'll never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Though often tempted tormented and tested

And like the prophet my pillow is stone

And though I find here no permanent dwelling

I know he'll give me a mansion my own

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we'll never grow old

And someday yonder we'll never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Don't think me poor Lord deserted or lonely

I'm not discouraged I'm heaven bound

I'm just a pilgrim in search of a city

I want a mansion a harp and a crown

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we'll never grow old

And someday yonder we will never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Will walk on streets that are purest gold