THIS World is not my home
I'm just a' passing through
My treasures are laid up
Somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me
From heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore.
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.
They're all expecting me
And that's one thing I know
I fixed it up with Jesus
Many years ago.
I know He'll see me through
Tho' I am weak and poor
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore.
I have a loving mother
Just over in glory land
And I don't expect to stop
until I shake her hand
She's waiting now for me
In heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore
Just over in GLORYLAND,
We'll live eternally;
The saints on every hand
Are shouting “VICTORY”
The songs of sweetest praise
Drift back from heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore.