Greg Beumer - Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics

I'm just a poor
Wayfaring stranger
Traveling through
This world of woe
But there's no sickness
Toil or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
I'm going there
Gonna see my father
I'm going there
No more to roam
I'm just a going
Going over Jordan
I'm just a going
I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
I know dark clouds
Will gather 'round me
I know my pathway
Is rough and steep
But golden fields
Lie out before me
Where weary eyes
No more shall weep
I'm going there
Gonna meet my mother
She said she'd meet me
When I come
I'm just a going
Going over Jordan
I'm just a going
I'm going home
I want to synch
Salvation's story
In concert with
That blood-washed band
And I want to wear
A crown of glory
When I get to
That promised land
I'm going there
Gonna see my brothers
And my sisters
Who've gone before
I'm just a going
Going over Jordan
I'm just a going
I'm going home
I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
I'll soon be free
From every trial
This form will rest
Beneath the sod
I'll drop the cross
Of self-denial
And enter in
My home with God
I'm going there
Gonna see my Savior
Who shed for me
His precious blood
I'm just a going
Going over Jordan
I'm just a going
I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home
O-o-oh I'm going home