This World Is Not My Home

This World Is Not My Home - John Greer

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

I have a loving mother

Discovering gloryland

And I don't expect to stop

Until I shake her hand

She's waiting now for me

In 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 over in gloryland

We'll live eternally

The saints on every hand

Are shouting victory

Their songs of sweet praise

Drift back from heaven's shore

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