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2. I am a poor wayfaring stranger
American Folk Song
1. I am a poor wayfaring stranger,
While traveling through this world of woe,
Yet there's no sickness, toil, nor danger,
In that bright world to which I go.
I'm going there to see my Father,
I'm going there no more to roam.
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
2. l know dark clouds will gather round me,
I know my way is rough and steep;
Yet beauteous fields lie just before me,
Where God's redeemed their vigils 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'll soon be freed from every trial,
My body sleep in the old church yard,
I'll drop the cross of selfdenial,
And enter on my great reward,
I'm going there to see my class mates,
Who've gone before me one by one,
I'm only going over Jordan,
I'm only going over home.
