Wayfaring Stranger

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling true this world the laud
There's no sickness, no toil, no danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my Father
And all my love once move go on
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home

I know dark clouds will geather 'round me,
I know my way is hard and steep
But beauteous fields lies before me
Where God's redeemed their virgils keep
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
So I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home