1 On the top of Mt. Zion is a city
And the earth with glory it doth fill;
I shall look on its beauty in the morning
When I reach that city on the hill.

Refrain:
Oh, that city on Mt. Zion,
Tho’ a pilgrim, yet I love thee still;
I’ll not leave thee, through the ages,
When I reach that city on the hill.

2 I’m invited to come home to that city,
For the Word says, “Whosoever will,”
And I’ll find there a mansion for me waiting
When I reach that city on the hill. [Refrain]

3 Death will never molest me in that city,
Never leave me lying cold and chill;
But I’ll enter to live up there forever
When I reach that city on the hill. [Refrain]

4 So I’ll stay here until my Savior calls me,
Trying daily to perform His will;
Then He’ll say unto me, “Well done” up yonder
When I reach that city in the hill. [Refrain]