Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
 Traveling through this world below
 There's no sickness, no toil, or danger
 In that bright land to which I go
 I'm going there to see my Father
 And all my loved ones who've gone on
 I'm just going over Jordan
 I'm just going over home
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 I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
 I know my way is hard and steep
 But beauteous fields arise 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 just going over Jordan
 I'm just going over home
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 I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
 Traveling through this world below
 There's no sickness, no toil, nor danger
 In that bright land to which I go
 I'm going there to see my Father
 And all my loved ones who've gone on
 I'm just going over Jordan
 I'm just going over home