Wayfaring Stranger کے بول

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 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