Don Edwards - Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I am a poor wayfarin' stranger Travelin' through this world below There is no toil, sickness or danger In that fair land to which I go I'm goin' home to see my Father I'm goin' home no more to roam I am just goin' over Jordan I am just goin' over home I know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my way is rough and steep But golden fields lie just before me Where souls redeemed their vigils keep I'm goin' home to see my Mother She said she'd meet me when I come I am just goin' over Jordan I am just goin' over home I'll soon be free from woe and trial When I get home to that bright land I want to shout salvation stories In concert with that blood washed band I'm goin' there to meet my savior I'll sing his praise for evermore I am just goin' over Jordan I am just goin' over home I am just goin', goin' over home