Mansion over the Hilltop
( слова & музыка Ira Stamphill)
Im 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 thats silver lined
Ive got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where well never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold
Dont think me poor or deserted or lonely
Im not discouraged Im heaven bound
Im but a pilgrim in search of the city
I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
Ive got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where well never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold
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