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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

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 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

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