"Upon the Everlasting Hills”
I lived, a beggar, lost and blind.
Wondering over hill and dale,
In search of love to call my own,
I roamed the land to no avail.
Carrying nothing but my need,
An empty soul, a heart of pain.
I sought a place to call my home
But lost and blind, I sought in vain.
For though I travel far and wide
To find it on this earthly ground,
Until I stand with Christ the king,
My rightful home shall not be found.
Oh, for a peace that never ends!
Where mortal souls are finally free,
Where neighbors praise the living God,
Where Jesus sits and dines with me!
A home where pain does not exist,
A home whose builder is the Lord,
Where every man shall see his face
Where life and love are their reward.
Where I can reach and touch his hand.
Where He is mine and I am His,
Upon the everlasting hills,
Forevermore to live in bliss.
Oh, heart of mine, we’ll soon be home!
For he who promised shall fulfill,
And we’ll reside on holy ground