Wayfaring Stranger

Lyrics by：Traditional

Composed by：Traditional

Produced by：Dave Cobb

I'm a poor wayfaring stranger

I'm traveling through this world of woe

There is no sickness toil or danger

In that bright land 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 way

I know my way is rough and steep

Yet beauteous fields lie just before me

Just before me

Where God's redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going there to see my mother

She said she'd meet me when I come

I'm only going

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

I'm only going over home