I am a poor wayfaring stranger I'm trav'ling through this world below Yet there is no sickness, toil, nor danger In that bright world to which I go 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 know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my pathway's rough and steep But golden fields lie out before me Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep I'm going home to meet my mother She said she'll meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home ♪ I'll soon be free from every trial This form will rest beneath the sod I'll drop the cross of self-denial And enter in my home with God I'm going there to see my Saviour Who shed for me His precious blood I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I'm going home