•8:45 AM
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
Just up 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
