I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger,
While travelin' through this world below.
Yet there's no sickness, no toil, nor danger,
In that bright land to which I go.
I'm goin' there to see my Father.
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm goin' there to see my Father.
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home
I'm just a-going over home
I'm just a-going over home