The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given
Oh the hills of home are calling me
This house of clay is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
Oh the hills of home are calling me
I see loved ones over yonder
Tears are gone and hearts are free
And from the throne of my Savior beckons
And the hills of home are calling me
This house of clay is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
Then I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
Oh the hills of home are calling me
Calling me