Jim Reeves - This World Is Not My Home

Jim Reeves

This World Is Not My Home

(Mary Reeves - Albert E. Brumley)

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.

--- Instrumental ---

Just over in Gloryland
We'll live eternaly
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.

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...

Mirror lyrics:

In this world anymore...
And I can't feel at home
From heaven's open door
The angels beckon me

Then Lord what will I do.
If heaven's not my home
I have no friend like you
Oh Lord, you know

In this world anymore.
And I can't feel at home
Drift back from heaven's shore
Their songs of sweetest praise

Are shouting victory.
The saints on every hand
We'll live eternaly
Just over in Gloryland

--- Instrumental ---

In this world anymore.
And I can't feel at home
From heaven's open door
The angels beckon me

Then Lord what will I do.
If heaven's not my home
I have no friend like you
Oh Lord, you know

In this world anymore.
And I can't feel at home
In heaven's open door
She's waiting now for me

Until I shake her hand.
And I don't expect to stop
Just up in Gloryland
I have a loving mother

In this world anymore.
And I can't feel at home
From heaven's open door
The angels beckon me

Then Lord what will I do.
If heaven's not my home
I have no friend like you
Oh Lord, you know

In this world anymore.
And I can't feel at home
From heaven's open door
The angels beckon me

Somewhere beyond the blue.
My treasures are laid up
I'm just a-passing through
This world is not my home

(Mary Reeves - Albert E. Brumley)

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