Mansion Over The Hilltop (Live)

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 pure as gold

Tho' often tempted
Tormented and tested
And like the prophet
My pillow a stone
And tho' 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 pure as gold

Don't think me poor
Or deserted or lonely
I'm not discouraged
I'm heaven bound
I'm just a pilgrim
In search of the 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'll never more wander
But walk on streets
That are pure as gold

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 pure as gold