Chantal crafts her own rustic and rapturous rendition of this classic American folk & gospel song about journey, reflection, and closure.
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Lyrics:
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
There is no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright world to which I go
I’m going there to see my father
I’m going there, no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home
I know dark clouds will gather over me
I know my pathways, rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep
I’m going there to see my mother
She said she’d meet me when I come home
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home
I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that bright land