Not My Home (by Debrah S. Bernier)

This big old world
Is not my home
It’s just where I live
While my body does roam.

It’s not where
My treasure rests
While I’m going about
Conquering my quests.

Nor is it where
I’ll spend all my days,
I’ll just stay a few
While following His ways.

Then when I die
Safely home I will be
Meeting my Savior
Who’s waiting for me!

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