"I Can't Feel At Home In This World Anymore" lyrics

"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, Lord, what shall I do?
The angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
I can't feel at home in this world anymore

This world is not my home, I'm only passing by
My treasures and my hopes are all stored up on high
I hear a voice is calling and I know I've heard before
I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Now over in Gloryland there's gonna be no dying there
The angels will be shoutin' victory, there'll be singing everywhere
Our loved ones beckon me to 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, oh, what shall I do?
My loved ones are calling at Heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Said I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Said I can't feel at home in this world anymore


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