There'll Be Shouting -

What a happy time is coming, when we reach our home in Heaven, And the burdens

which we bore, We’ll bear no more, When the angels sound the trumpet, Drawing

us to those bright mansions, There’ll be shouting on the everlasting shore

There’ll be shouting on the hills of Glory, Shouting (on the hills) yes

(shouting on the hills) When we reach that land of which we heard the story,

There’ll be shouting on the hills of God

On that blessed and happy morning, When old friends are reunited, And with all

our loved ones we will see again, In that happy land eternal, We will live in

joy supernal, And with Jesus o’er His angels ever reign

There’ll be shouting on the hills of Glory, Shouting (on the hills) yes

(shouting on the hills) When we reach that land of which we heard the story,

There’ll be shouting on the hills of God

There’ll be shouting on the hills of Glory, Shouting (on the hills) yes

(shouting on the hills) When we reach that land of which we heard the story,

There’ll be shouting on the hills of God

There’ll be shouting on the hills of Glory, Shouting (on the hills) yes

(shouting on the hills) When we reach that land of which we heard the story,

There’ll be shouting on the hills of God

When we reach the land of which we heard the story, There’ll be shouting,

There’ll be shouting, There’ll be shouting on the hills of God