We are pilgrims in a strange land
We are so far from our homeland
With each passing day it seems so clear
This world will never want us here
We're not welcome in this world of wrong
We are foreigners who don't belong, ooh...
We are strangers, we are aliens
We are not of this world
We are envoys, we must tarry
With this message we must carry
There's so much to do before we leave
With so many more who may believe
Our mission here can never fail
And the gates of hell will not prevail, ooh...
We are strangers, we are aliens
We are not of this world
We are strangers, we are aliens
We are not of this world
Jesus told us men would hate us
But we must be of good cheer
He has overcome this world of darkness
Soon we will depart from here, ooh...
We are strangers, we are aliens
We are not of this world
We are strangers, we are aliens
We are not of this world
Not of This World was written by Bob Hartman.
Not of This World was produced by Jonathan David Brown.