334 MANSION OVER THE HILLTOP (C)

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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.

Chorus

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 The Streets That Are Purest Gold.

Though’ Often Tempted, Tormented And Tested And, Like The Prophet, My Pillow A Stone, And Though’ I Find Here No Permanent Dwelling, I Know He’ll Give Me A Mansion My Own.

Chorus

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 The Streets That Are Purest 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 A City, I Want A Mansion, A Harp And A Crown

Chorus

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 The Streets That Are Purest Gold.