Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
A traveling through this land of woe
And there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go
I'm going there to see my brother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is steep and rough
But beauteous fields lie just beyond me
Where souls redeemed their vigil keep
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home

I want to wear that crown of glory
When I get home to that good land
I want to shout Salvation's story
In concert with that blood washed band
I'm going there to see my brother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home