THE holy hills of heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait
And crowns are given
The hills of home keep calling me.
This house of clay is just a prison
Burst open oh my soul (Lord)
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the Angels set my spirit free
I'll take my flight like a mighty Eagle
When the hills of home start calling me.
I see the loved ones over yonder
Tears all gone and hearts all free
And from the throne, my Saviour beckons
And the hills of home keep calling me.