Wayfaring Stranger


    traditional hymn


    I'm a poor wayfaring stranger
    While 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 to Jordan
    I'm only going over home
    I know dark clouds will hang 'round me,
    I know my way is rough and steep
    Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
    Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
    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



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