This World Is Not My Home

This world is not my home I'm just-a-passing through

My pleasure and my hopes are placed beyond the blue

Many friends and kindred have gone on before

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 oh Lord what will I do

Angels beckon me to heaven's open door

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Over in gloryland there'll be no dying there

The saints all shouting victory and singing everywhere

I hear the voice of them that's gone on before

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

He's expecting me that's one thing I know

I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago

He will take me through though I am weak and poor

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore