Texxty na litere -

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
a-travelin' through this world of woe
but there's no sickness, toil, or danger
in that bright land to which i go

i'm goin' there to see my mother
she said she'd meet me when i come
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home

i know dark clouds will gather 'round me
i know the way is rough and steep
yet beautiful fields lie just before me
where god's redeemed their vigil keep

i'm goin' there to see my brothers
gone before me one by one
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home

i'll soon be free from earthly trials,
this body rest in the old churchyard
i'll drop this cross of self-denial
and go singing home to god

i'm goin' there to see my savior
to dwell with him no more to roam
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i am just a-goin' home