| Song | This World Is Not My Home |
| Album | Christian Songs Of Hope |
| Genre | Christian Hymns By Songwriter |
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| Music | |
| Key | G |
| Tags | This World Is Not My Home |
| Meter | 12.12.12.12.10.12.12.12 |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| Year | 1919 |
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 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.
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.
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.
