The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given
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 will burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
Then I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
When the hills of home start calling me

Now I see loved ones over yonder
Tears are gone and their hearts are free
And from that throne my Savior beckons
And the hills of home keep calling me