The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given

When the hills of home start 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
When the hills of home start 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

I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
When the hills of home start calling me
Calling me.