I am a poor wayfaring stranger While journeying through this world of woe Yet 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 only going going over Jordan I'm only going going over home I know dark clouds will gather o'er me I know my way my way is rough and steep Yeah and beautiful fields lie just before me In God's redeeming their vigils keep I'm going there to see my father I'm going there no more to roam      I'm only going going over Jordan I'm only going over home I'm going there oh to see my mother I'm going there no more to roam      I'm only going going over Jordan I'm only going going over home I want to wear that crown of glory When I get home to that good land When I want to shout salvation's story In concert with oh the bloodwashed band I'm going there to see my Saviour Oh I'm going there no more to roam       I'm only going going over Jordan I'm only going going over home Well I'm only going going over Jordan Yeah I'm only going going over home