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This world is not my home, I’m just 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: 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 through, though I am weak and poor. And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore. Chorus: 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. Chorus: Just up in Glory Land we’ll live eternally. The Saints on every hand are shouting victory. Their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven’s shore 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. ••• Traditional Arranged by Albert Brumley

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