I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world alone Yet there's no sickness, no toil, nor danger In that bright land 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 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 me Where God's redeemed their vigils keep An' I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me there when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home ♪ An' I'm going there to see my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below Yet there's no sickness, no toil, nor danger In that bright land to which I go