To go to heaven, to be in pardise, with the King means really one simple, and yet most treasured thing. To sing His praise for evermore. A Hymn A Week - with Gary Chapman I Am A Poor Wayfaring Stanger - date and author unknown I am a poor wayfaring stranger, While traveling through this world of woe. Yet there’s 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’m only going over Jordan, I’m only going over home. I know dark clouds will gather round me; I know my way is rough and steep. But golden fields stretch out before me Where God’s redeemed shall ever sleep. I’m going there to see my mother, She said she’d meet me when I come. I’m only going over Jordan, I’m only going over home. Im going there to meet my Savior To sing His praise for evermore. I’m only going over Jordan, I’m only going over home.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 13:08:23 +0000
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