Lyrics
1. I am a poor wayfaring stranger,
While traveling through this world below;
There is no sickness, toil, nor danger
In that bright world to which I go.
I'm going there to see my father,
I'm going there no more to roam;
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
2. I know dark clouds will gather o'er me,
I know my pathway's rough and steep;
But Golden fields lie out before me,
Where weary eyes no more shall weep.
I'm going there to see my mother,
She said she'd meet me when I come,
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
3. I want to sing salvation's story
In concert with the blood-washed band;
I want to wear a crown of glory,
When I get home to that good land.
I'm going there to see my classmates,
Who passed before me one by one;
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
4. I'll soon be free from every trial,
This form shall rest beneath the sod;
I'll drop the cross of self-denial,
And enter in my home with God
I'm going there to see my Saviour,
Who shed for me His precious blood;
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
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