[Verse]
By the way the land is laying
I think I'd be safe in saying
That over the next hill we'll be home
It's a straight and narrow highway
No detours and no byways
And over the next hill we'll be home
From the prophets I've been hearing
I would say the end is nearing
For I see familiar landmarks all along
By the dreams that I've been dreaming
There will come a great redeeming
And over the next hill we'll be home
By the turn the tide is taking
I would say there's no mistaking
That over the next hill we'll be home
There's a place that we are nearing
That so many have been fearing
And over the next hill we'll be home
When we get there we're all hoping
That we'll find the gate is open
And there'll be a refuge from the coming storm
For the way's been long and weary
But at last the end is nearing
And over the next hill we'll be home