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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through the wilderness
Yet there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright world to which I go
I'm going there to see my mother
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
Yet beauteous fields lie just before
Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
I'm going there to see my father
He said he's meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm going there to see my Savior
He said He'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home