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This World Is Not My Home

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Jim Reeves This World Is Not My Home with lyrics

Songwriter/Composer/Translator Albert Brumley

     C                         F              C
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru
                              D7               G
My treasures are laid up, somewhere beyond the blue
    C             C7      F7            C
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
                    A7   F       C     G7   C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

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Oh Lord, oh Lord, You know I have no friend like you
                              D7                G
If heaven's not my home, then Lord, what will I do?
    C             C7      F7            C
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
                    A7   F       C     G7  C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

I have a loving mother just up in 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...

Just over in Gloryland We'll live eternally
The saints on every hand are shouting victory
Their songs of sweetest 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...
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