[Intro] [Gentle piano with soft strings]:: This earth is not our final place, A fleeting shadow, a fleeting race. Through trials, tears, and storms we roam, But God reminds us, this is not our home. [Verse 1] [Heartfelt and reflective]:: The fire claims what hands have made, The flood sweeps dreams and plans away. The winds may howl, the ground may quake, Yet through the loss, His hand won’t shake. He’s with the broken, feels their tears, He knows their pain, He calms their fears. Though all seems lost, His love will stay, A steady light through the darkest day. [Chorus] [Uplifting and hopeful]:: This is not our home; it’s just the start, A journey written on every heart. Through trials here, His love sustains, A beacon shining through the pain. One day we’ll see, beyond the skies, The place prepared where no one cries. This is not our home; we’re passing through, Held by the One whose love is true. [Verse 2] [Tender and compassionate]:: For every storm that rips apart, He gathers pieces of your heart. He walks beside you through the ash, And holds you close when hopes have crashed. The world is broken, lost, and blind, Yet His grace heals all mankind. Though trials press and burdens weigh, He whispers, “Child, I’ll make a way.” [Chorus] [Uplifting and hopeful]:: This is not our home; it’s just the start, A journey written on every heart. Through trials here, His love sustains, A beacon shining through the pain. One day we’ll see, beyond the skies, The place prepared where no one cries. This is not our home; we’re passing through, Held by the One whose love is true. [Bridge] [Reflective and comforting]:: When all seems lost, yet faith remains, When strength gives out beneath the strain. Know He’s with you, weeping there, His scars remind you how He cares. He bore the weight of every grief, In Him we find our sweet relief. Though this earth groans, its shadows loom, He’ll lead us home beyond the tomb. [Final Chorus] [Triumphant and joyful]:: This is not our home; it’s just the start, A journey written on every heart. Through trials here, His love sustains, A beacon shining through the pain. One day we’ll see, beyond the skies, The place prepared where no one cries. This is not our home; we’re passing through, Held by the One whose love is true. [Outro] [Soft piano, fading strings]:: Until that day, we’ll trust His plan, Our steadfast hope, the great “I Am.” Though trials press and hearts may groan, He walks with us—we’re never alone. [End]
