This World is Not My Home
Written by Jr. Baxter (1946)
This World is not My Home
D G D
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through;
E7 A
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
D D7 G7 D
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
B7 G D A7 D
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Chorus:
D G D
Oh, Lord you know I have no friend like You,
E A
If heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?
D D7 G7 D
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
B7 G D A7 D
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
There all expecting me, and that's one thing I know.
My Saviour's pardoned me, and now I onward go.
I know He'll take me through, thought I am weak and poor,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
I have a loving mother up in glory land,
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.
Just up in glory land 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.
This World is Not My Home (with Guitar Chords)
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