by msbubrry » Wed Feb 10, 2010 2:45 am
I think the song your looking for is This World Is Not My Home. Here are the lyrics to it and I hope this helped you, God Bless.
This World Is Not My Home
Verse: 1
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru,
my treasures are laid up some where beyond the blue,
the angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.
Chorus:
Oh Lord, you know I have no friend like you,
if heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do,
the angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.
Verse: 2
My Savior pardoned me from guilt and shame I know,
I'll trust his saving grace while traveling here below,
I know he'll welcome me at heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in the world any more.
Verse: 3
I have a precious mother up in Glory land,
I don't expect to stop until I clasp her hand,
for me she waiting now at heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Verse: 4
The Saints in glory land 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.
I think the song your looking for is This World Is Not My Home. Here are the lyrics to it and I hope this helped you, God Bless.
This World Is Not My Home
Verse: 1
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru,
my treasures are laid up some where beyond the blue,
the angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.
Chorus:
Oh Lord, you know I have no friend like you,
if heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do,
the angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world any more.
Verse: 2
My Savior pardoned me from guilt and shame I know,
I'll trust his saving grace while traveling here below,
I know he'll welcome me at heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in the world any more.
Verse: 3
I have a precious mother up in Glory land,
I don't expect to stop until I clasp her hand,
for me she waiting now at heaven's open door,
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Verse: 4
The Saints in glory land 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.