In a world, that's filled with so much suffering
Sometimes we wonder, just why these things must be
A love one with such pain, beyond our understanding
Makes me long for, that land where there will be.
No young ones crying, no old ones dying
In a land, free from all disease
On the hills of glory, I'll fulfill my story
Of how Jesus, He saved a wretch like me.
When the time has come, for me to leave my home down here
I will go to, a place prepared for me
Up there will be no death, and there will be no pain or fear
I'll inherit a home, called heaven where I will see
No young ones crying, no old ones dying
In a land, free from all disease
On the hills of glory, I'll fulfill my story
Of how Jesus, He saved a wretch like me.
Of how Jesus, He saved a wretch like me.