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Im a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling thru this world of woe
Yet theres no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright world to which I go
Im going there to see my Father
Im going there no more to roam
Im only going over Jordan
Im only going over home
Solo
I know dark clouds will hang round me,
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
Where Gods redeemed their virgils keep
Im going there to see my mother
She said shed meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home