I am a^Am poor wayfaring stranger While traveling th^Dmrough this world of ^Amwoe Yet there’s no si^Amckness, toil or danger In that bright l^Dmand to which I go

I’m ^Amgoing th^Fere to see my ^Dmfather I’m going th^Fere no more to r^Amoam I’m just a ^Cgoing over ^AmJordan I’m just ^Da going over ^Amhome

I know dark c^Amlouds will gather ’round me I know my ^Dmway is rough and st^Ameep Yet beauteous f^Amields lie just before me Where God’s r^Dmedeemed their vigils keep

I’m g^Amoing th^Fere to see my ^Dmmother She said she’d m^Feet me when I c^Amome I’m just a ^Cgoing over ^AmJordan I’m just ^Da going over ^Amhome