This World is Not My Home
Updated: Nov 25, 2021
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.
I have a loving mother Just up in Gloryland 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.
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 over in Gloryland 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...
-Jim Reeves, 1962
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