G C G
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through.
A7 D7
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
G C G
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
D7 G
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
G G7 C G
O Lord, You know I have no friend like You.
A7 D7
If heaven's not my home, then, Lord, what will I do?
G C G
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
D7 G
And I can't fell at home in this world anymore.
G C G
They're all expecting me, and that's one thing I know,
A7 D7
My Savior pardoned me, and now I onward go.
G C G
I know He'll see me through though I am week and poor,
D7 G
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
G C G
Just up in glory land we'll live eternally,
A7 D7
The saints on every hand are shouting victory.
G C G
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore,
D7 G
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
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