I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger

a-travelin' through this world of woe

but there's no sickness, toil, or danger

in that bright land to which i go

i'm goin' there to see my mother

she said she'd meet me when i come

i am just goin' over jordan

i am just a-goin' home

i know dark clouds will gather 'round me

i know the way is rough and steep

yet beautiful fields lie just before me

where god's redeemed their vigil keep

i'm goin' there to see my brothers

gone before me one by one

i am just goin' over jordan

i am just a-goin' home

i'll soon be free from earthly trials,

this body rest in the old churchyard

i'll drop this cross of self-denial

and go singing home to god

i'm goin' there to see my savior

to dwell with him no more to roam

i am just goin' over jordan

i am just a-goin' home

i am just a-goin' home