1 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.
Chorus:
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 thro' tho' I am weak and poor,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore. [Chorus]
3 I have a loving Savior up in glory-land,
I don't expect to stop until I with Him stand,
He's waiting now for me in heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore. [Chorus]
4 Just up 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. [Chorus]
Hymns of Faith #3111. This world is not my home, I'm just passing by,
My treasures and my hopes are all laid up on high
Where many friends and kindreds are gone on before,
I can't feel at home any more.
Chorus:
O Lord, you know that I have no friend like you!
If heaven's not my home, Lord what shall I do?
Loved ones beckon me from heaven's welcome door
And I can't feel at home in this world any more.
2. Over in Beulah land there is no dying there,
The saints are shouting victory, singing every where,
I hear voices of them whom I have known before,
And I can't feel at home in this world any more.
3. Heaven's expecting me, and that's one thing I know;
I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago;
I know He'll take me in, tho' I am weak and poor,
And I can't feel at home in this world any more.
4. I won't have long to wait, for my work's almost done,
I am happy because my race is nearly run,
I've long had eyes upon Heaven's opened door.
And I can't feel at home in this world any more.
5. O should you get there first, I'll be on just the same,
You shall hear me when I cry, Holy name!
I'll fly away with you, when my Jesus I adore,
For I don't feel at home in this world any more.
Joyful Meeting in Glory Song Book No.1 #d93
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