I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
A traveling fool
This world of woe
Where there's no sickness, 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 gone
When all
Over Jordan
I'm only going
Over home
I know dark clouds
Will gather round me
I know my way
Is rough and steep
But golden fields
Lie out before me
Where God's redeemed
Shall never sleep
I'm going there
To see my brother
He said he'd meet
Me when I come
I'm only going
Over Jordan
I'm only going
Over home
I'm only going
Over Jordan
I'm only going
Over Jordan
Free from every trial
My body sleep in the churchyard
And I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter on my great reward
I'm going there to see my Savior
To sing His praise forevermore
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm only going
I'm only going
Over home
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
Over home
Over home
Over home
Over home
Over home
Over home
