Текст Peter Hollens – Poor Wayfaring Stranger

Peter Hollens:
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
But there’s nosickness, toil or danger

I’m going there to see my father
I’m going there no more to roam
I’m just a-going over Jordan (Oh)
I’m just a-going over home (go)

The Swingle Singers:
I know dark clouds will gather round me (I know clouds will gather round)
I know my way is rough and steep (I know my way is rough and steep)
But golden fields lie out before me
Where God’s redeemed, no more shall weep

I’m going there to see my mother
She says she’d meet me when I come (she’d meet me when I come)
I’m just a-going over Jordan
I’m just a-going over home (my home)

I’ll soon be free from earthly trials
My body sleep in the old churchyard
I’ll drop the cross of self-denial
And enter in my great reward (an enter in my great reward)

I’m going, I’m going there to see my Saviour (to see my Saviour, my Saviour)
I’m going there no more to roam (no more to roam)
I’m just a-going over Jordan
I’m just a-going over (going over)
Home

Over home
Over home
I’m just a-going over home