Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While journeying through
This world of woe
Yeah, and there's no sickness
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 go-
Going over Jordan
I'm only go-
Going over home

I know dark clouds
Will gather on me
I know my way
My way is rough and steep
Yeah, and beautiful fields
Lie just before me
And God's redeemed
Their vigils keep

I'm going there to see my Father
I'm going there
No more to roam
I'm only go-
Going over Jordan
I'm only go-
Going over home

I'm going there, oh, to see my Mother
I'm going there
No more to roam
I'm only go-
Going over Jordan
I'm only go-
Going over home

I want to wear
That crown of glory
When I get home
To that good land
Well, I want to shout
Salvation's story
In concert with
All the blood-washed band

I'm going there to see my Saviour
I'm going there
No more to roam
I'm only go-
Going over jordan
I'm only go-
Going over home
Well, i'm only go-
Going over home
Yeah, only go-
Going over home...