Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
Tanya Goodman Sykes
This world is not my home
I'm only 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
They're all expecting me
And that's one thing I know
'Cause I madе it right with Jesus
So many years ago
Their song of sweetеst praise
Are drifting back from Heaven's 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
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...
This World Is Not My Home was written by Traditional.
This World Is Not My Home was produced by Gary Chapman & Andy Tolbird.