| I am a poor wayfaring stranger
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| Traveling through this world alone
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| There’s no sickness, toil or danger
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| In that bright land to which I go
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| I’m going there to see my mother
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| I’m going there no more to roam
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| I am only going over Jordan
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| I am only going over home
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| I know dark clouds will gather around me
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| I know my way is rough and steep
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| But beautiful fields lie just beyond me
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| I’m going there to see my father
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| I’m going there no more to roam
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| I am only going over Jordan
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| I am only going over home
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| I want to wear a crown of glory
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| When I get home to that bright land
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| I want to shout Salvation’s story
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| In concert with that bloodwashed band.
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| I’m going there to see my brothers
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| I said they need me when I come
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| I am only going over Jordan
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| I am only going over home |