We're not long for this world
And we'll never ever fit in
We're citizens of a foreign land
And loyal to the one true King
We're the sweet aroma of life
To heaven's family
The stench of death to the lost and dying
Parading and celebrating their folly
Heaven is our hometown
Born again of the Spirit
Washed in Jesus' blood
Heaven is our hometown
New birthright, new creation
New mind, new heart, new love
We're not meant to be comfortable
And love the things down here
Let's not build mansions in this desert
It will soon disappear
We fix our eyes on the things unseen
And our hearts on things above
Where Christ is seated in glory
Ruling with justice, ruling with love
Heaven is our hometown
Born again of the Spirit
Washed in Jesus' blood
Heaven is our hometown
New creation, new birthright
New mind, new heart, new love