This World Is Not My Home

This world is not my home I'm just a-passin' 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

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 through though I am weak and poor

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

Just over in glory land we'll live eternally

The saints on every 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

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

No, I can't feel at home in this world anymore