This World Is Not My Home - George Hamilton IV
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
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
By 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
There always expect me
And I won't think I know
I shall party me
Now would I must go
I know you take me through
Know I weak hope
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore
Just up in gloryland
We'll live enterly
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
And I don't feel at home
In this world anymore
- 专辑:On a Blue Ridge Sunday
- 歌手:George Hamilton IV
- 歌曲:This World Is Not My Home