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 oh Lord what would I do
The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore

They’re all expecting me that’s one thing I know
I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago
I know he’ll take me through though I am weak and poor
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore

Just over in the gloryland there’ll be no dying there
The saints all shouting victory and singing everywhere
I hear the voice of those that’s gone on before
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore