Wayfaring Stranger - lisa abbott/Jim Williams

Composed by：Jim Williams

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger

Traveling through this world of woe

Ain't no sickness toil nor danger

In that bright land to which I go

I'm going there to see my father

Said he need me when I come

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds gone gather 'round me

I know my way be rough and steep

Yet beautiful fields lie just before me

Where God's redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going there to meet my mother

I'm going there no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

I'll soon be free from every trial

This form shall rest beneath the sun

I'll drop the cross of self denial

And enter in the home with God

I'm going home to meet my Saviour

I'm going home no more to roam

I'm just to going over Jordan

I'm just to going over home