About the song
Jim Reeves, a baritone singer whose voice was as smooth as velvet, etched his name into the annals of country music history with his heartfelt ballads. Among his most enduring classics is “This World is Not My Home,” a timeless song that resonates with listeners across generations.
Released in 1958, “This World is Not My Home” is a hymn-like composition that speaks to the universal longing for a place beyond earthly troubles. Reeves’ soulful delivery, combined with the song’s poignant lyrics, creates a deeply moving and introspective experience.
The song begins with a gentle melody, setting the stage for a contemplative journey. Reeves’ voice, filled with both longing and serenity, paints a vivid picture of a soul yearning for a heavenly home. The lyrics express a sense of detachment from the world, emphasizing the temporary nature of earthly existence.
“I’m just a stranger here,” Reeves sings, “Heaven is my home.” This refrain is a recurring theme throughout the song, reinforcing the idea that life on Earth is merely a transitory phase. The song’s imagery is both evocative and comforting, suggesting a place of peace and eternal rest beyond the trials and tribulations of life.
“This world is not my home,” Reeves continues, “I’m just passing through.” These words offer a sense of solace, reminding listeners that their struggles and hardships are not the end of the story. There is a greater purpose waiting for them, a place where they will find true belonging and peace.
Reeves’ rendition of “This World is Not My Home” is a testament to his artistry and emotional depth. His ability to convey the song’s message with such sincerity and conviction has made it a beloved classic. Whether you are a devout believer or simply seeking comfort in times of hardship, this song offers a timeless message of hope and reassurance.
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Lyrics
This world is not my home
I’m just a-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
I have a loving mother
Just up in Gloryland
And I don’t expect to stop
Until I shake her hand
She’s waiting now for me
In 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
Just over in Gloryland
We’ll live eternally
The saints on every hand
Are shouting victory
Their songs of sweetest praise
Drift back from heaven’s shore
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 any more