Hymn/Song Information

This world is not my home I'm just a

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.

My Savior pardoned me
from guilt and shame I know,
I'll trust His saving grace
while trav'ling here below;
I know He'll welcome me
at heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore.

I have a precious mother
up in glory land,
I don't expect to stop
until I clasp her hand;
For me she's waiting now
at heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore.

The saints in gloryland
are shouting victory,
I want to join their band
and live eternally;
I hear the sweetest praise
from heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore.