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I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe There's no sickness, no toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go Chorus: Yes I'm going over Jordan Just going, no more to roam Only going over Jordan Just going to my home I know dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep But golden fields lie out before me Where all the saints their vigils keep Chorus: I'm going there to meet my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm just going over the river Jordan I'm going over to my home I want to wear a crown of glory When I get home to that bright land I want to shout Salvation's story In concert with that blood-washed band Chorus: I'm going home to meet my mother I'm going there no more to roam I'm just going over the river Jordan I'm going over, I'm going home I'll soon be free from earthly trials This body rests in the orchard's yard I'll drop this cross of self-denial And go singing home to my God Chorus: I'm going there to see my Saviour To sing His praise for evermore I'm just-a going over Jordan I'm going over to my home I'm a just a wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe There's no sickness, no toil no danger In that bright land to which I go Traditional Spiritual
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