[1] This world is not my home I'm [4] just a-passing [1] through
My treasures are laid up some [2maj] where beyond the [5] blue
[1] The angels beckon me from [4] heaven's open [1] door
And I can't feel at home in this [5] world [1] anymore

Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home oh 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

They're all expecting me that's one thing I know
I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago
I know he'll take me through though I am weak and poor
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

I have a loving mother over in gloryland
I don't expect to stop until I shake her hand
She's waiting there for me in heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore