This World Is Not My Home: Christian Hymn Lyrics


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 fell 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 see me through though I am week and poor,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

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.