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Im a poor wayfaring stranger

While traveling thru this world of woe

Yet theres no sickness, toil, or danger

In that bright world to which I go

Im going there to see my Father

Im going there no more to roam

Im only going over Jordan

Im only going over home

Solo

I know dark clouds will hang round me,

I know my way is rough and steep

Yet beauteous fields lie just before me

Where Gods redeemed their virgils keep

Im going there to see my mother

She said shed meet me when I come

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

Solo