On the top of Mount Zion is the city And the earth is for it to beAnd I'll look on its beauty in the morning When I reach that city on the hillOh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion, oh, Mount ZionCome up here and run me out of the steppeI'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angelsWhen I reach that city on the hillOh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount ZionDeath will never more less fill that city Never leave me like cold and chillAnd he'll say unto me, well, do not yonder When I reach that city on the hillOh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion Come up here and run me out of the steppeI'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angelsWhen I reach that city on the hillOh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount ZionI'm invited to come home to a city And the word says who shall ever liveAnd I'll find a mansion for me waiting When I reach that city on the hillOh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion Come up here and run me out of the steppeI'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angelsWhen I reach that city on the hill*