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 C F C 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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