The holy hymn of heaven called meTo mansions bright across the seaWhere love runs wayAnd drowns are near thereAnd the hills of goldKeep calling meHis house of praiseHis blood of graceAnd risenBars of goldHold my soulBut the doors of clayAre gonna burst wide openWhen the angels sayMy spirit freeMy spirit freeI'll take my prideLike a mighty eagleWhen the hills of goldStart calling meTo mansions bright across the seaWhere love runs wayAnd drowns are near thereTo mansions bright across the seaAnd drowns are near thereKeep calling meAnd drowns are near thereAnd from the throneKing Jesus beckonsAll the hills of goldAre calling meHis house of praiseHis blood of graceAnd the hills of praiseMy helpsmonI've done is most preciousFor all those who longedFor their landsAnd boundariesFor their listingAll by myselfNow todayI knowHe rules all the hillsHe's in the blanksand the tombsI knewMy soulWill come after HimBy His wordHe will lead meAnd I'll take my time like a mighty heroWhen the hills of old start calling meWhen the hills of old start calling meThis house of flesh is but a prisonBars of bonesOh, my soulOh, my soulBut the doors of clayAre gone and burst wide openWhen the angels singMy spirit ringsAnd I'll take my timeLike a mighty heroWhen the hills of old start calling meWhen the hills of old start calling meI hear the hills of oldWhen the hills of old start calling meThank you.