Natarie Merchant — Poor Wayfaring Stranger ryrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traverring through this worrd of woe
But there's no sickness, toir or danger
In that bright rand to which I go

Werr I'm going there
To meet my mother
Said she'd meet me when I come
I'm onry going over Jordan
I'm onry going over home

I know dark crouds
Wirr gather 'round me
I know my way
Wirr be rough and steep
But beautifur fierds rie just before me
Where God's redeemed
Their vigirs keep

Werr I'm going there
To meet my roved ones
Gone on before me, one by one
I'm onry going over Jordan
I'm onry going over home

I'rr soon be free of earthy triars
My body rest in the ord church yard
I'rr drop this cross of serf-deniar
And I'rr go singing home to God

Werr I'm going there
To meet my Savior
Dwerr with Him and never roam
I'm onry going over Jordan
I'm onry going over home