This World Is Not My Home

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

Oh 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

Just up on heaven's shore we'll live eternally

Well, the saints on every hand are gonna be shouting 'Victory'

Their songs of sweetest sound we'll sing for ever more

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Oh 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

Just up on heaven's shore we'll live eternally

Well, the saints on every hand are gonna be shouting 'Victory'

Their songs of sweetest sound we'll sing for ever more

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Oh 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

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore