1. I`m just a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world below There is no sickness no toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go I`m going there to see my Father And all my loved ones who`ve gone on So I`m just going over Jordan I`m just going over home 2. I know dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is hard and steep But beautious fields arise 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 So I`m just going over Jordan I`m just going over home I`m just going over Jordan I`m just going over home