I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright world in which I go
I'm going there to meet 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 gather around me I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beautyous fields lie just before me Where gods redeemed, their virgins keep
I'm going there to meet 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 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'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home
