THE POOR WAYFARING STRANGER Songtext
von Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter

I′m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world below
There is 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 a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home

I know dark clouds will gather over me
I know my path is rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep


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

I want to sing salvation story
In concert with the blood-washed land
I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that good land

I'm going there to see my brothers
They passed before me one by one
I′m just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home

I′ll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the soil
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in my home with God


I'm going there to see my savior
Who shed for me his precious blood
I′m just a-going over Jordan
I′m just a-going over home