verse 1 I am a poor wayfaring stranger While travelling through this world alone There is no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go verse 2 I'm going there to see my mother I'm going home no more to roam I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home verse 3 I know dark clouds will hover over me I know my pathway is rough and steep The golden fields lie out before me Where weary eyes no more will weep verse 4 I'm going home to see my father I'm going home no more to roam I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home Verse 5 I'll soon be free from every trial This form shall rest beneath the sod I'll drop the cross of self-denial And enter in that home of good Verse 6 I'm going home to see my saviour Who spilled his precious blood for me I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home