About the song
Jim Reeves, a beloved figure in country music, is renowned for his smooth voice and heartfelt performances. One of his most poignant songs is “This World is Not My Home,” a track that deeply resonates with many listeners.
Released in the early 1960s, this song reflects a theme of longing for a place beyond the troubles and trials of everyday life. The lyrics convey a sentiment of not fully belonging to this world, suggesting a spiritual journey or a yearning for a better, more peaceful existence. This theme is universal and timeless, offering comfort and hope to those who might feel out of place or seek solace.
Jim Reeves’ rendition of this song is particularly notable for its gentle melody and soothing delivery. His voice, known for its warm and rich tone, brings a sense of calm and reassurance. The simplicity of the lyrics, combined with the sincerity of his performance, makes the song accessible and moving. It’s a song that speaks to the heart and offers a sense of peace and reflection.
“This World is Not My Home” is not just a song; it’s a reminder of the hope and comfort found in faith and a promise of a better place beyond our current struggles. It captures the essence of longing for a spiritual home and provides a touching, melodic escape from the challenges of life. Jim Reeves’ performance ensures that this message is delivered with both elegance and emotional depth, making it a cherished piece for many.
Video
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