1. 1. I'm satisfied with just a cottage below, A little silver and a little gold; But in that city where the ransomed will shine, I want a gold one that's silver lined. 1 – Mansion Over the Hilltop Words and Music by: Ira Stanphill Copyright © 1949 by Singspiration Music(ASCAP)(admin. By Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.) All Rights reserved. Used by permission. © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

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3. I've got a mansion just over the hilltop, In that bright land where we'll never grow old; And some day yonder we will never more wander But walk the streets that are purest gold. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

4. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

5. 2. Though often tempted tormented and tested And like the prophet my pillow a stone; And though I find here no permanent dwelling, I know He'll give me a mansion my own. 2 – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™ Words and Music by: Ira Stanphill Copyright © 1949 by Singspiration Music(ASCAP)(admin. By Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.) All Rights reserved. Used by permission.

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7. I've got a mansion just over the hilltop, In that bright land where we'll never grow old; And some day yonder we will never more wander But walk the streets that are purest gold. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

8. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

9. 3. 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 robe and a crown. 3 – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™ Words and Music by: Ira Stanphill Copyright © 1949 by Singspiration Music(ASCAP)(admin. By Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.) All Rights reserved. Used by permission.

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11. I've got a mansion just over the hilltop, In that bright land where we'll never grow old; And some day yonder we will never more wander But walk the streets that are purest gold. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™

12. c – Mansion Over the Hilltop © 2001 The Paperless Hymnal™