I'm just a poor, wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woes There is no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm just a-goin' over Jordan I'm just a-goin' over home I know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my way is rough and steep But beauteous fields lie just before me Where gods redeemed their vigils keep I'm going there to see my father I'm going there, no more to roam So I'm just a-goin' over Jordan I'm just a-goin' over home I'll soon be free from earthly trials This body rests in the old churchyard I'll drop this cross of self-denial And go singing home to God I'm going there to see my savior I'm going there, no more to roam I'm just a-goin' over Jordan I'm just a-goin' over home I'm just a-goin' over Jordan I'm just a-goin' over home I'm just a-goin'