Lyrics:

(To This World)

In this world we have our trials
Sometimes lonesome, sometimes blue
But the hope of life eternal
Makes all old hopes brand new

And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world
I've got a home so much better
And I'm going to go there sooner or later
And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world

Lord, I'm growing old and weary
And there's no place that feels like home
Saviour come
To where I


And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world