I am a partway-faring stranger Or traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, 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 Jordan I'm only going over home I know dark clouds will hang around me I know my way is rough and steep But what it all feels like just before me Where God's redeemed, there are vigils keen I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I'm only going over home I'm only going over home I'm only going over home
