This World Is Not Our Home We Are Just Passing Through
This world is not our home we are just passing through. Even though we have a hope of a far better place we are still here until the Lord calls us home. We are going in another direction. You know O LORD that we pass through life like exiles and strangers as our ancestors did.
The angels beckon me From heavens open door And I cant feel at home In this world anymore. 2 Thessalonians 11-12 ESV 6 helpful votes Helpful Not Helpful Paul Silvanus and Timothy To the church of the Thessalonians in God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. This World Is Not My Home Lyrics AnonymousUnknown.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. And we even collect valuable possessions to feel the status of success. As Paul wrote to the brethren in Corinth he described the fact that our lives on earth are temporary yet we have an eternal home in heaven.
Our days on the earth are as a. The angels beckon me From heavens open door And I can. This world is not my home Im just passing through My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
Im just a passing thru. Our days are like a passing shadow and we cannot escape death. And we will soon be gone like a shadow that suddenly disappears.
This world is not my home Im just a passing through My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue The angels beckon me from heavens open door And I cant feel at home in this world anymore. We are simply pilgrims passing through this world. Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you If heavens not my home Then Lord what will I do.
But to cheer us on our journey Still we sing this wayside hymn. 1 This world is not my home Im just a passing through My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
But to cheer us on our journey Still we sing this wayside hymn.
Our days are like a passing shadow and we cannot escape death. This world is not our homewe are just passing through. We budget our money and invest a chunk of every pay into various funds for our retirement. And we will soon be gone like a shadow that suddenly disappears. On September 20 1620 102 English Separatists left Plymouth England on a difficult and dangerous 65 day sea voyage to Cape Cod. The angels beckon me from heavens open door And I cant feel at home in this world anymore. But to cheer us on our journey Still we sing this wayside hymn. We march differently than the non-Christian because we march according to a different drumbeat. GODS WORD Translation To you we are all like our ancestors- foreigners without permanent homes.
WE ARE JUST PASSING THROUGH THIS IS NOT OUR HOME. GODS WORD Translation To you we are all like our ancestors- foreigners without permanent homes. The angels beckon me from heavens open door And I cant feel at home in this world anymore. On September 20 1620 102 English Separatists left Plymouth England on a difficult and dangerous 65 day sea voyage to Cape Cod. And we will soon be gone like a shadow that suddenly disappears. This world is not my home Im just a passing through My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue The angels beckon me from heavens open door And I cant feel at home in this world anymore. We live in this world but our real home is in Heaven.
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