Peter Hollens - Poor Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics
VerseI am a poor wayfaring strangerWhile traveling through this world of woeBut there's nosickness, toil or dangerIn that bright land to which I goChorusI'm going there to see my fatherI'm going there no more to roamI'm just a-going over JordanI'm just a-going over homeVerseI know dark clouds will gather round meI know my way is rough and steepBut golden fields lie out before meWhere God's redeem no more shall weepChorusI'm going there to see my motherShe says she'd meet me when I comeI'm just a-going over JordanI'm just a-going over homeVerseI'll soon be free from earthly trialsMy body sleep in the old churchyardI'll drop the cross of self-denialAnd enter in my great rewardChorusI'm going, I'm going there to see my SaviourI'm going there no more to roamI'm just a-going over JordanI'm just a-going over homeBridgeOver homeOver homeI'm just a-going over home