Rhiannon Giddens - Wayfaring Stranger

 Rhiannon Giddens - Wayfaring Stranger 

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world alone
There is no sickness, toil or danger
In that fair land to which I go

I'm going home to see my mother
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home

I know dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Golden fields lie just before me
Where the redeemed shall ever sleep

I'm going home to see my mother
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home

I'm just a going over home
I'm just a going over home

Songwriter:  Traditional gospel

Wikipedia states:

"The Wayfaring Stranger" (a.k.a. "Poor Wayfaring Stranger" or "I Am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger"), Roud 3339, is a well-known American folk and gospel song likely originating in the early 19th century about a plaintive soul on the journey through life. As with most folk songs, many variations of the lyrics exist. Members of the Western Writers of America chose it as one of the Top 100 Western songs of all time.