Traditional Spiritual
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith, Allan Hall

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright world to which I go

I know dark clouds will gather o弾r me
i know the pathway痴 rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep

I知 going there to see my Father
I知 going there no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am going over home.

I値l soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the sod
I値l drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in my home with God

I知 going there to see my Savior
Who shed for me His precious blood
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home,
I am just going over home