This world is not my home,
I'm justa 'passin through;
I'll live with God one day,
and pray that so will you.
He's got a place for me,
a mansion in the sky;
A home that's all my own,
the very day I die.
Such beauty I will see,
streets made of purest gold;
Behind those gates of pearl,
my loved one's there to hold.
No more we'll feel life's pain,
nor shed but one more tear;
This time on earth won't count,
one day or one more year.
He's paid the price for us,
forgiven by His blood;
So live for Him today,
surrounded by His Love.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 8:05 PM UTC
This world is not my home,
I'm justa 'passin through;
I'll live with God one day,
and pray that so will you.
He's got a place for me,
a mansion in the sky;
A home that's all my own,
the very day I die.
Such beauty I will see,
streets made of purest gold;
Behind those gates of pearl,
my loved one's there to hold.
No more we'll feel life's pain,
nor shed but one more tear;
This time on earth won't count,
one day or one more year.
He's paid the price for us,
forgiven by His blood;
So live for Him today,
surrounded by His Love.
