1. I am a poor wayfaring stranger
A-traveling through this world alone,
And there's no sickness, toil or 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 going there, just over Jordan
I'm going there to my new home.
2. I know dark clouds will gather 'round me,
I know my way is rough and steep,
But beauteous fields lie just before me
Where souls redeemed their vigil 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.
3. I know not where the road is leading,
This journey I began at birth,
And though my days be few and fleeting,
I'll make my home upon the earth.
I'm trav'ling on the road to glory,
A journey to the great unknown,
And there's no ending to the story,
A circle growing, never grown.
