From the recording Softly and Tenderly

Lyrics

I’m just a poor, wayfaring stranger
I’m trav'ling through this world of woe
But, there’s no sickness, toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go.

I’m going there to see my Father,
I’m going there no more to 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 lies rough and steep;
But greener fields lie out before me
Where God’s redeemed their vigil’s keep

I’m going there to see my Mother
And all my loved ones who’ve gone on
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I’m going there to see my Father,
He said he'd meet me when I would come.
I’m just going over Jordan
I’m just going, I’m going home

I’m just a poor, wayfaring stranger
I’m trav'ling through this world of woe
But, there’s no sickness, toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go.