I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger I'm traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my mother/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 'round me I know my way is rough and steep Yet golden fields lie just before me Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep I'm going there to see my father/mother S/he said he'd/she'd meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home
I want to wear a crown of glory When I get home to that good land I want to shout salvation's story In concert with the blood-washed band
I'm going there to meet my Saviour To sing his praise forever more I'm just a going over Jordan I'm just a going over home