I Can't Feel At Home Any More

Verse 1

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.

Chorus

O 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.

Verse 2

They're all expecting me, and that's one thing I know, My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go; I know He'll take me thro' tho' I am weak and poor, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

Verse 3

I have a loving Savior up in glory-land, I don't expect to stop until I with Him stand, He's waiting now for me in heaven's open door, And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

Verse 4

Just up 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 anymore.