1. 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. 2. 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.

3. 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. 4. 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.

Refrain: O Lord, I know,    I have no friend like you, If heaven's not my home    O Lord, what can I do? The angels beckon me    from heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home    in this world anymore.

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