Wayfaring Stranger

I'm just a poor Wayfaring stranger Traveling through This world below There is no sickness Toil or danger In this bright land To which I go I'm goin' there To see my father He said he'd meet Me when I go I'm just going Over Jordan I'm just goin' Over home I know dark clouds Will gather round' me I know my way Is hard and steep But golden fields Arise before me Where gods redeem Their vigils keep I'm going there To see my mother She said she'd meet me When I go I'm just going Over Jordan I'm just going Over home I'm just going Over home