The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given
When the hills of home keep calling me
This house of flesh is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay will burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
Then I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
And the hills of home keep calling me
Now, I see loved ones over yonder
Their tears are gone and hearts are free
And from the throne the Saviour beckons
And the hills of home keep calling me
This house of flesh is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free and
Then I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
And the hills of home start calling me
Then I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
And the hills of home start calling me

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