Verse
1m / 1m / 1m / 1m
4m / 4m / 1m / 1m
1m / 1m / 1m / 1m
4m / 4m / 1m / 1m
Chorus
6 / 6 / 3 / 3
6 / 3 / 5 / 5
1m / 1m / 1m / 1m
4m / 4m / 1m / 1m
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I am a poor wayfaring' stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
If there's 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 only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
Although dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
Where god's redeemed, their vigils keep
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the sod
I'll take the cross of Christ's denial
And enter in that home with god
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