Hans Theessink - Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe There's no sickness, no toil, nor danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my father And all my loved ones who've gone on 'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my way is rough and steep But beauteous fields will lie 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 So I'm just going over Jordan I'm just going over home I'm going there to see my mother….. I'm just going over Jordan