About the song
“This World is Not My Home” is a timeless classic performed by the legendary Jim Reeves, a name synonymous with the golden era of country music. This heartfelt song is part of Reeves’ rich musical legacy, showcasing his smooth baritone voice that has endeared him to fans around the world.
Jim Reeves, affectionately known as “Gentleman Jim,” recorded “This World is Not My Home” for his gospel album “We Thank Thee,” released in 1962. The song itself is a traditional gospel tune, expressing themes of faith, hope, and the transient nature of earthly life. It resonates deeply with listeners, offering comfort and solace with its reassuring message.
Although not released as a single, “This World is Not My Home” has enjoyed enduring popularity and remains a staple in Jim Reeves’ discography. The song highlights Reeves’ ability to blend country and gospel music seamlessly, creating a sound that is both soothing and spiritually uplifting. His interpretation of this hymn has become one of the definitive versions, cherished by fans of gospel and country music alike.
Jim Reeves’ career was marked by numerous hits, and his music frequently topped the charts. Songs like “He’ll Have to Go” and “Welcome to My World” achieved remarkable success, cementing his status as one of country music’s greats. While “This World is Not My Home” may not have scaled the charts like some of his other hits, its impact is profound and lasting.
Reeves’ contributions to music were tragically cut short when he died in a plane crash in 1964, but his legacy lives on through his recordings. “This World is Not My Home” continues to be a testament to his talent and his faith, reminding listeners of the comfort and hope found in his music. Whether you’re a long-time fan or a new listener, this song is a beautiful reflection of Jim Reeves’ enduring appeal and his ability to touch hearts with his voice and his message.
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Lyrics
This world is not my homeI’m just a-passing throughMy treasures are laid upSomewhere beyond the blueThe angels beckon meFrom heaven’s open doorAnd I can’t feel at homeIn this world anymoreOh Lord, you knowI have no friend like youIf heaven’s not my homeThen Lord, what will I do?The angels beckon meFrom heaven’s open doorAnd I can’t feel at homeIn this world anymoreI have a loving motherJust up in GlorylandAnd I don’t expect to stopUntil I shake her handShe’s waiting now for meIn heaven’s open doorAnd I can’t feel at homeIn this world anymoreOh Lord, you knowI have no friend like youIf heaven’s not my homeThen Lord, what will I do?The angels beckon meFrom heaven’s open doorAnd I can’t feel at homeIn this world anymoreJust over in GlorylandWe’ll live eternallyThe saints on every handAre shouting victoryTheir songs of sweetest praiseDrift back from heaven’s shoreAnd I can’t feel at homeIn this world anymoreOh Lord, you knowI have no friend like youIf heaven’s not my homeThen Lord, what will I do?The angels beckon meFrom heaven’s open doorAnd I can’t feel at home In this world any more