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I am a poor
wayfaring stranger
war Traveling through
this world of woe
Yet there's
no sickness
no toil or danger
In that bright world
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 to Jordan
I'm only going
over home
I know dark clouds
will gather around me
I know my way is
rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields
lie just before me
Where God's redeemed
their vigils keep
I'm going there to
see my mother
She said she'd meet
me when I come
I'm only going
over to Jordan
I'm only going
over to home