Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

I am a poor wayfaring stranger 

While journeying through this world of woe; 

And 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 go-going over Jordan, 

I'm only go-going over home. 

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me, 

I know my way is rough and steep; 

And beautiful fields lie just before me, 

Where God's redeemed there vigils keep. 

I'm going there to see my Father, 

I'm going there no more to roam; 

I'm only go-going over Jordan, 

I'm only go-going over home. 

I'm going there to see my mother, 

I'm going there no more to roam; 

I'm only go-going over Jordan, 

I'm only go-going over home. 

I want to wear that crown of glory, 

When I get home to that good land; 

Well I want to shout salvation's story, 

In concert with ohh the blood-washed band, 

I'm going there to see my Savior, 

I'm going there no more to roam; 

I'm only go-going over Jordan, 

I'm only go-going over home.