THIS WORLD IS NOT MY HOME
1. This world is
not my home I'm just a passing thru,
My treasures are
laid up some where beyond the blue;
The angels beckon
me from heaven's open door,
And I can't feel
at home in this world anymore.
Refrain
O Lord, you know I
have no friend like you,
If heaven's not my
home,
Then Lord, what
will I do?
The angels beckon
me from heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at
home in this world anymore.
2. They're all
expecting me, and that's one thing I know,
My Savior pardoned
me and now I onward go;
I know He'll take
me thru tho' I am weak and poor,
And I can't feel at
home in this world anymore.
3. I have a loving
Father up in gloryland,
I don't expect to
stop until I hold His hand;
He's waiting now
for me in heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at
home in this world anymore.
4. Just up in
gloryland we'll live eternally,
The saints on ev'ry
hand are shouting victory,
Their songs of
sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore,
And I can't feel at
home in this world anymore.
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