"I Am A Wayfaring Stranger" lyrics

"I Am A Wayfaring Stranger"

I'm a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright land 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
But golden fields lie out before me
Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep

I'm going there to see my mother
Said she'd meet me when I come home
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'll soon be free from every trial
My body sleep in the church yard
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter on my grave reward

I'm going there to see my savior
Sing his praise forevermore
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only go---ing over home

I'm only going over home


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