I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below There's 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 I roam I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my way is rough and steep But golden fields arise before me Among the stars their vigils keep I'm going home to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come So I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I wanna sing and tell my story A song I hear deep in my soul In concert with all those before me Before I leave this Earthly home I'm going there to see the others That passed before me one by one I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I'm just going over home