Mansions Over the Hilltop

I'm satisfied with just a cottage below A little silver and a little gold But in that city where the ransomed shall shine I've got a gold one that's silver lined

Don't think me poor or deserted or lonely I'm not discouraged I'm heaven bound I'm just a pilgrim in search of a city I want a mansion, a harp 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