I am a poor wayfaring stranger While trav'ling through this world of woe 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 am just going over Jordan I am just going over home I know dark clouds will gather o'er me I know my path - way'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 am just going over Jordan I am just going over home I'll soon be free from every trial. This form will rest beneath the sod. I'll drop the cross of self denial, And enter in my home with God I'm going there to meet my Savior. I'm going there no more to roam. I'm just a going over Jordan. I'm just a going over home. I want to wear my crown of glory. When AI get home to that bright land. I want to shout salvation's story, In concert with the bloodwashed band. I'm going there to meet my Savior, To sing His praise forevermore. I'm just a going over Jordan, I'm just a going over home.
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