I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below There is no sickness, no 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 goin' over Jordan I'm only goin' 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 there vigils keep I'm going there to see my Mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only goin' over Jordan I'm only goin' over home