I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling true this world the laud There's no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my Father And all my love once move go on I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I know dark clouds will geather 'round me, I know my way is hard and steep But beauteous fields lies before me Where God's redeemed their virgils keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come So I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home