Poor, Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger

Wandering over this world of woe

But there's no sickness, no toil no danger

In that bright land to which I go

I'm going home to see my father

I'm going home, no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm just a going over home

I know dark clouds will gather round me

I know my way is rough and steep

But beauteous fields lie just before me

Where men redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going home to see my mother

She said she'd meet me when I come

I'm just a going over Jordan

I'm just a going over home

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger

Wandering over this world of woe

And theres no sickness, toil or danger

In that bright land to which I go

I'm going home to see my Saviour

I'm going home, no more to roam

I'm just a going over Jordan

I'm just a going over home

I'm just a going over home