الكلمات الأصلية
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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
I Travelling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my Father
I'm going there no more to roam!
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is rough and steep
But golden fields lie just before me
Where souls redeemed their vigils keep
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when
I just come over Jordan
I'm only going over home
