Wayfaring Stranger - Ego Likeness

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

While travelling through this world of woe;

Yet there’s no sickness, toil nor danger

In that bright world 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;

The golden fields lie out before me,

Where those redeemed shall ever sleep.

I’m going there to see my Mother,

She said she’d meet me when I come

I’m only going over Jordan,

I’m only going over home.

I’ll soon be free of every trial

My body asleep in the churchyard

I’ll drop the cross of self-denial

And enter on my great reward.

I’m going there to see my saviour

To sing his praise for evermore

I’m only going over Jordan,

I’m only going over home.