out on the hills of glory land
so happy and free at god's right hand
they tell of a place of marvelous grace
on heaven's bright shore
pilgrims on earth someday will go
to live in that home forever more
trusting in him who died for sin
and rose from the grave
on heaven's bright shore
there's gonna be no more dyin'
not one little grave
in all that fair land. not even a tear will dim the eye
and no one up there will say goodbye
just singing his praise through endless days
on heaven's bright shore
when i must cross that rolling tide
there'll be someone on the other side
welcoming me to that fair land
made perfect by love
when i walk up the milky white way
i'll see that home coming in a ray
how great it must be for angels to see
a pilgrim reach home
on heaven's bright shore
there's gonna be no more dyin'
not one little grave
in all that fair land
not even a tear will dim the eye
and no one up there will say goodbye
just singing his praise through endless days
on heaven's bright shore
just singing his praise through endless days
on heaven's bright shore