I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While journeying through this world of woe;
And there痴 no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go.
I知 going there to see my Father,
I知 going there no more to roam;
I知 only go-going over Jordan,
I知 only go-going over home.
I know dark clouds will gather 喪ound me,
I know my way is rough and steep;
And beautiful fields lie just before me,
Where God痴 redeemed there vigils keep.
I知 going there to see my Father,
I知 going there no more to roam;
I知 only go-going over Jordan,
I知 only go-going over home.
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I知 going there to see my mother,
I知 going there no more to roam;
I知 only go-going over Jordan,
I知 only go-going over home.
I want to wear that crown of glory,
When I get home to that good land;
Well I want to shout salvation痴 story,
In concert with ohh the blood-washed band,
I知 going there to see my Saviour,
I知 going there no more to roam;
I知 only go-going over Jordan,
I知 only go-going over home.
Well I知 only go-going over home.
Yeah only go-going over home.
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