Chantal crafts her own rustic and rapturous rendition of this classic American folk & gospel song about journey, reflection, and closure. Stream/download now: 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
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