"I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this land of woe. There'll be no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which i'll go. Going there to meet my savior... going there to no more to roam. I'm only going over Jordan I'm just going over home I know dark clouds will gather around me But i'll be home in a little while... I know His sweet love will surround me, and He will walk with me each mile."