"I am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger"

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

While trav'ling through this world of woe,

Yet there's no sickness, toil, nor danger

In that bright world to which I go.

I'm going there is 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,

But golden field lie out before me

Where God's redeeming shall ever sleep.

I'm going there to meet my mother,

She said she's meet me when I come.

I'm only going over Jordan,

I'm only going over home.

I'll soon be free from every trial, 

My body sleep in the churchyard.

I'll drop the cross of self denial

And enter on my great reward.

I'm going there to see my Savior

To sing His praise forevermore.

I'm only going over Jordan, 

I'm only going over home.