Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The Holy Hills Of Heaven Calling Me


The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given
When the hills of home start calling me

This house of clay is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
When the hills of home start calling me

I see loved ones over yonder
Tears are gone and hearts are free
And from the throne of my Savior beckons
And the hills of home are calling me

This house of clay is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
I'll take my flight like a mighty eagle
When the hills of home start calling me
Calling me
Song written by Dottie Rambo
Jan  Bagwell
God  Bless !
·  Heaven is calling all the believers to come home. The body of flesh is a bag called a prison that holds our bones. One day the earth will burst wide open and the saints will be called to a home where we will be free like eagles to live with our savior in a mansion forever and ever. What a day that will be.
Magnificent testimony of the love of god. Dottie rambo was given such a gift and she shared it with many. Now, she is singing praises to the lord in heaven.

Dottie Rambo (, 1934 — , 2008) was an American Southern Gospel singer, songwriter, and musician. Rambo was both a Grammy and Dove award winning artist. She penned more than twenty-five hundred songs, including her most notable He Looked Beyond My Fault and Saw My Need and I Go To the Rock.
Dottie Rambo   was a woman in touch God  
Praise God !!!