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 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 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. --- Instrumental --- Just over in Gloryland We'll live eternaly 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...