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...   [ guitar ]   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...