Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
 Traveling through this world alone
 Yet there's no sickness, no 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 going over Jordan
 I'm only going over home
 I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
 I know my way is rough and steep
 Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
 Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
 An' I'm going there to see my mother
 She said she'd meet me there when I come
 I'm only going over Jordan
 I'm only going over home
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 An' I'm going there to see my father
 I'm going there no more to roam
 I'm only going over Jordan
 I'm only going over home
 I am a poor wayfaring stranger
 Traveling through this world below
 Yet there's no sickness, no toil, nor danger
 In that bright land to which I go