These Thousand Hills

These Thousand Hills
(Third Day)

These thousand hills roll ever on: footprints of a Mighty God;
They bring me to my knees in praise, amazing love, amazing grace.

Was on a hill my Savior died, a broken heart and bleeding side;
Hill of the Skull, Mount Calvary, the blood He shed, He shed for me.

When Heaven's hills at last I roam, forever settled in my home;
I'll join the saints around Your throne, Your kingdom, Lord, rolls ever on.

These thousand hills roll ever on: ripples of a coming storm;
The morning star precedes the dawn, these thousand hills roll ever on.