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I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger |
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Travelin' through a world of woe |
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Ain't no sickness, toil or danger |
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In that bright land to which I go |
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I'm goin' there to see my father |
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Said he'd meet me when I come |
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I'm only goin' over Jordan |
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I'm only goin' over home |
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I know dark clouds gonna gather 'round me |
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I know my way will be rough and steep |
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Yet beautiful fields lie just before me |
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Where God's redeemed their vigils keep |
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I'm goin' there to see my brothers |
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Gone before me one by one |
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I'm only goin' over Jordan |
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I'm only goin' over home |
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I'll soon be free from earthly trials |
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This body rest in the old churchyard |
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I'll drop this cross of self-denial |
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And go singing home to God |
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I'm goin' there to see my Savior |
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To dwell with Him, no more to roam |
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I'm only goin' over Jordan |
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I'm only goin' over home |
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I'm only goin' over home |
