Текст песни Wayfaring Stranger - Gustavo Steiner

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go

I'm goin' there to see my father
And all my loved ones who've gone on
I'm just goin' over Jordan
I'm just goin' over home

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is hard and steep
But beautious fields arise before me
Where God's redeemed their vigils keep

I'm goin' there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm just goin' over Jordan
I'm just goin' over home

I'm just goin' over Jordan
I'm just goin' over home