| This world is not my home, I’m just a-passing through
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| My treasures and my hopes are all beyond the blue;
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| Where many Christian children have gone on before,
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.
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| Over in glory land there is no dying there
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| The saints are shouting Vict’ry and singing everywhere.
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| I hear the voice of Nell that I have heard before
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.
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| Oh Lord, You know I have no friend like you
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| If Heaven’s not my home, Oh Lord what would I do?
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| Angels taken me to Heaven’s open door
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.
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| Heaven’s expecting me that’s one thing I know
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| I fixed it up with Jesus a long time ago
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| He will take me through though I am weak and poor
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore
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| Oh I have a loving mother over in glory land
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| I don’t expect to stop until I shake her hand
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| She’s gone on before just waiting at heaven’s door
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore
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| Oh Lord, You know I have no friend like you
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| If Heaven’s not my home, Oh Lord what would I do?
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| Angels taken me to Heaven’s open door
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| And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore. |