On the top of Mount Zion is the city And the earth is for it to be
And I'll look on its beauty in the morning When I reach that city on the hill
Oh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion, oh, Mount Zion
Come up here and run me out of the steppe
I'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angels
When I reach that city on the hill
Oh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion
Death will never more less fill that city Never leave me like cold and chill
And he'll say unto me, well, do not yonder When I reach that city on the hill
Oh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion Come up here and run me out of the steppe
I'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angels
When I reach that city on the hill
Oh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion
I'm invited to come home to a city And the word says who shall ever live
And I'll find a mansion for me waiting When I reach that city on the hill
Oh, that city, oh, that city, oh, Mount Zion Come up here and run me out of the steppe
I'll leave it, I'll leave it to the angels, to the angels
When I reach that city on the hill
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