Verse 1: 

There's a church on the prairie on the hill-top

No place is so dear to my soul,

No place is so sweet in my memory

As the stately old church on the knoll.

Chorus: 

Oh, come to the church on the prairie,

Oh, come to the church on the hill,

No spot is so dear to my memory

As the stately old church on the hill. 

Verse 2: 

How sweet on a still Sabbath morning

To list to the clear ringing bell,

It's tones so sweetly are calling

Oh, Come to the church on the hill. 

Chorus: 

Verse 3: 

It was here in the church on the hill-top

That we knelt with our Mother in prayer

In the long ago days of our childhood

Come and meet her in memory there. 

Chorus: