This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through;
E7A
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
DD7G7D
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
B7GDA7D
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Chorus:
DGD
Oh, Lord you know I have no friend like You,
EA
If heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
DD7G7D
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
B7GDA7D
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
There all expecting me, and that's one thing I know.
My Saviour's pardoned me, and now I onward go.
I know He'll take me through, thought I am weak 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.
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