I am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger
While traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, toil or 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 going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds will gather o'er me
I know my pathway is rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eye no more shall weep

I'm going there 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 wanna sing Salvation's story
In concert with that Blood washed Band
I want to wear the Crown of Glory
When I get home

I'm going there to meet my classmates
Whose gone before me one by one
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'll soon be free from every trial
And this form will rest beneath the sod
I'll drop the Cross of Self-denial
And enter in my home with God

I'm going there to see my Saviour
Who shed for me his precious Blood
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home