im satisfied

I'm satisfied
With just a cottage below,
A little silver
And a little gold;

But in that city
Where the ransomed will shine,
I want a gold one
That's silver-lined.

I have got a mansion
Just over the hilltop,
In that bright land
Where we'll never grow old;

And someday yonder
We will nevermore wander,
But walk the streets
That are purest gold.

Though often tempted,
Tormented and tested
And, like the prophet,
My pillow a stone,

And though I find here
No permanent dwelling,
I know He'll give me
A mansion my own.

Don't think me poor
Or deserted or lonely-
I'm not discouraged,
I'm heaven-bound;

I'm just a pilgrim
In search of a city,
I want a mansion,
A harp and a crown.