Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

Traveling through this world alone

There's no sickness, toil or danger

In that bright land to which I go

I'm going there to see my mother

I'm going there no more to roam

I am only going over Jordan

I am only going over home

I know dark clouds will gather around me

I know my way is rough and steep

But beautiful fields lie just beyond me

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I'm going there to see my father

I'm going there no more to roam

I am only going over Jordan

I am only going over home

I want to wear a crown of glory

When I get home to that bright land

I want to shout Salvation's story

In concert with that bloodwashed band.

I'm going there to see my brothers

I said they need me when I come

I am only going over Jordan

I am only going over home