this world is not my home i m just a passing through my pleasure and my hopes are placed beyond the blue many friends and kindred have gone on before 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 lord what will i do angels beckon me to heaven s open door and i can t feel at home in this world anymore over in gloryland there ll be no dying there the saints all shouting victory and singing everywhere i hear the voice of them that s gone on before and i can t feel at home in this world anymore he s expecting me that s one thing i know i fixed it up with jesus a long time ago he will take me through though i am weak and poor and i can t feel at home in this world anymore 