Wayfaring Stranger - Live

I am just a poor wayfaring stranger
 Traveling through this world of woe
 There'll be no sickness, toil or danger
 In that bright land to which I go
 I'm going there to meet my Savior
 I'm going there no more to roam
 I'm just 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
 
 I'm going there to meet my love's world
 I'm going there no more to roam
 I'm just going over Jordan
 I'm just going over home
 I am just a poor wayfaring stranger
 Just traveling through this world of woe
 There'll be no sickness, toil or danger
 In that bright land to which I go
 I am just a poor wayfaring stranger