Sweet Deilverance - Poor Wayfaring Stranger | Текст песни

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II am a poor wayfaring stranger
A-trav'ling through this land of woe.
And there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go.
I'm going there to meet 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 just before me
Where God's redeemed their vigil keep.
I'm going there to meet my brather
I'm going there no more to roam;
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home.
Well I'm going there
To meet my Savior
I'm going there no more to roam;
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home.

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