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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
But theres no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go
Well Im going there
To meet my mother
Said shed meet me when I come
Im only going over Jordan
Im only going over home
I know dark clouds
Will gather round me
I know my way
Will be rough and steep
But beautiful fields lie just before me
Where Gods redeemed
Their vigils keep
Well Im going there
To meet my loved ones
Gone on before me, one by one
Im only going over Jordan
Im only going over home
Ill soon be free of earthy trials
My body rest in the old church yard
Ill drop this cross of self-denial
And ill go singing home to God
Well Im going there
To meet my Savior
Dwell with Him and never roam
Im only going over Jordan
Im only going over home