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 (on heaven's bright shore),    There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there)   Not one little grave (not one little grave),    In all that fair land (that wonderful 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 (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 (on heaven's bright shore),    There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there)   Not one little grave (not one little grave),    In all that fair land (that wonderful 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