Poor Wayfaring Stranger
Traditional

  I am a poor wayfaring stranger
  Traveling through this world of woe
  And there's no sickness, toil or danger
  In that bright land to which I go

I'm goin' there to meet my mother*
I'm goin' there no more to roam
I'm just a-goin' over Jordan
I'm just a-goin' 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
I'm going to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'll soon be freed from every trial
My body asleep in the church-yard
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter on my great reward
I'm going to see my brothers
Who've gone before me one by one
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that good land
I want to shout salvation's story
In concert with the blood-washed hand
I'm going there to see my Savior
To sing His praise forever more
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home


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* alternate: father, brother, sister

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