Wayfaring Stranger - Hans Theessink
Composed by:Hans Theessink
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world below
There's no sickness no toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go
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 know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is hard and steep
Yet beauteous fields arise before me
Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
I'm going home see my mother
She said she'd meet me with me
When I come
So I'm just going over Jordan
Lord I'm just going over Jordan
Going home see my mother
She said she'd meet me
Meet me when I come
So I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home