natalie merchant
poor wayfaring stranger
I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe But thereâ€™s no sickness, toil or danger In that bright land to which I go Well Iâ€™m going there To meet my mother Said sheâ€™d meet me when I come Iâ€™m only going over Jordan Iâ€™m only going over home I know dark clouds Will gather â€˜round me I know my way Will be rough and steep But beautiful fields lie just before me Where Godâ€™s redeemed Their vigils keep Well Iâ€™m going there To meet my loved ones Gone on before me, one by one Iâ€™m only going over Jordan Iâ€™m only going over home Iâ€™ll soon be free of earthy trials My body rest in the old church yard Iâ€™ll drop this cross of self-denial And iâ€™ll go singing home to God Well Iâ€™m going there To meet my Savior Dwell with Him and never roam Iâ€™m only going over Jordan.