This world is not my home I'm just-a-pa**ing through My pleasure and my hopes are placed beyond the blue Many friends and kindred have gone on before 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 oh Lord what will I do Angels beckon me to heaven's open door And I can't feel at home in this world anymore Over in gloryland there'll be no dying there The saints all shouting victory and singing everywhere I hear the voice of them that's gone on before And I can't feel at home in this world anymore He's expecting me that's one thing I know I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago He will take me through though I am weak and poor And I can't feel at home in this world anymore