Wayfaring Stranger
Matthew Smith
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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelin’ through this world alone
There is no sickness, toil or danger
In that fair land to which I go
I’m goin’ home to see my Father
I’m goin’ home, no more to roam
I am just goin’ over Jordan
I am just goin’ over home
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I know dark clouds will hover o’er me
I know my pathway’s rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more will weep
I’m goin’ home to see my Savior
I’m goin’ home, no more to roam
I am just goin’ over Jordan
I am just goin’ over home