Song 193 · Living songs 112
1. This world not my home
This world not my home I’m just a passing through My treasures are laid up Somewhere beyond the blue; The Saviour beckons me From heaven open door And I can’t feel at home In this world any more
They’re all expecting me, 66 And that’s one things I know; My Saviour pardoned me, Now onward I must go; I know He’ll take me through, Though I am weak and poor, And I can’t feel at home In this world any more.
Just over 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 any more.
Chorus
O Lord, You know I have no friend like You: If heaven’s not my home Then, Lord what will I do? The Saviour beckons me From Heaven’s open door, And I can’t feel at home in this world any more