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This world is not my home, I'm just 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.

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O 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.

They're all expecting me and that's one thing I know.
My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go.
I know He'll take me through, though I am weak and poor.

Chorus
O 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.

Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally.
The Saints on every hand are shouting victory.
Their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

Chorus
O 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.

He's got a home in Glory-land that outshines the sun.....
Today's story on NPR:

His Moral Majority [is credited] with getting millions of conservative voters registered, electing Ronald Reagan and giving Republicans Senate control in 1980 ...[Falwell] built Christian elementary schools, homes for unwed mothers and a home for alcoholics...Sen. John McCain, the school commencement speaker last year, said Tuesday that his prayers were with Falwell's family. "Dr. Falwell was a man of distinguished accomplishment who devoted his life to serving his faith and country," McCain said.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=10187839

love that song...and also “Do Lord”, “I’ll Fly Away”...also “I can only imagine”.