I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no danger, toil, nor sorrow
In that bright world to which I'll go.
I'm going there to meet my father,
I'm going there no more to roam. home.
I'm only going over Jordan.
I'm just going over home.
I know dark clouds will gather around me.
I know my way is rough and steep,
but golden fields lie out before me.
I'm going there to meet my mother.
I'm going there no more to roam. home.
I'm only going over Jordan.
I'm just going over home.
I'll soon be free from every trial.
My body resting in the old churchyard,
I'll drop the cross of self -denial
and enter on my great reward.
I'm going there to meet my Savior.
He said He'd meet me when I come.
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm just going over home.
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