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 ? 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