Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger While journeying through This world of woe Yeah, and there's no sickness Toil nor danger In that bright land To which I go I'm going there to see my Father I'm going there No more to roam I'm only go- Going over Jordan I'm only go- Going over home I know dark clouds Will gather on me I know my way My way is rough and steep Yeah, and beautiful fields Lie just before me And God's redeemed Their vigils keep I'm going there to see my Father I'm going there No more to roam I'm only go- Going over Jordan I'm only go- Going over home I'm going there, oh, to see my Mother I'm going there No more to roam I'm only go- Going over Jordan I'm only go- Going over home I want to wear That crown of glory When I get home To that good land Well, I want to shout Salvation's story In concert with All the blood-washed band I'm going there to see my Saviour I'm going there No more to roam I'm only go- Going over jordan I'm only go- Going over home Well, i'm only go- Going over home Yeah, only go- Going over home...