Текст песни This World Is Not My Home — Jim Reeves

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.
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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…