Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or 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'm only goin' over Jordan I'm only goin' over home I know dark clouds were headin' around me I know my way is rough and steep Yet beauteous fields lie just before me Where God's redeemed their vigils keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only goin' over Jordan I'm only goin' over home