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
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 anymore
I
have a loving mother just over 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
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 anymore
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
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 anymore
Songwriters: Mary Reeves Davis
Jim Reeves
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf6Y9lcTSIk
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