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This World Is Not My Home
By Albert E. Brumley
Verse 1
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru;
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 thru tho I am weak and poor,
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 3
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.
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.
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.
FAMILY REUNION AT THE TIVOLI
(Maddy Couperus, Merle Morgan, Steve Darmody, Ullanda Innocent, Jim Teel/piano)
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