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 UP 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 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

JUST OVER IN GLORYLAND WE`LL LIVE ETARNALY
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