Wayfaring Stranger Songtext
von Neshoba

I′m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Passing through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil or danger
In this bright land to which I go

And though dark clouds will gather 'round me
And though my way is dark and steep
The beauteous fields arise before me
With God′s redeemed and angels keep


I'm going there to see my Father
And all my loved ones who've gone on
I′m just going over Jordan
I′m just going over home

I'm going there to see my Mother
She said she′d meet me when I come
I'm just going over Jordan
I′m just going over home
I'm just going over Jordan
I′m just going over home
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home