Mansion Over The Hilltop - Bill & Gloria Gaither

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

I’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we’ll never grow old

And some day yonder we’ll never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Though often tempted, tormented and tested

And like the prophet, my pillow is stone

And though I find here, no permanent dwelling

I know He’ll give me a mansion my own

I’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we’ll never grow old

And some day yonder I will never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

Don’t think me poor or deserted or lonely

I’m not discouraged 'cuz I’m Heaven bound

I’m just a pilgrim in search of a city

I want a mansion, a robe, and a crown

I’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop

In that bright land where we’ll never grow old

And some day yonder we’ll never more wander

But walk on streets that are purest gold

We’ll walk on streets that are purest gold