Bob & Sarah Amos - WAYFARING STRANGER

WAYFARING STRANGER
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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
There’s no sickness, toil or 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 just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I know dark clouds will gather o’er me
I know my way is rough and steep
But golden fields lie just before
Where weary eyes no more will weep

I’m going there to see my mother
She said she’d meet me when I come
I’m just going over Jordan
I am just 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
And never more be all alone
I’m just going over Jordan
I am just going over home