Robert Mayhew - Poor Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going to my home 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 know dark clouds will gather ‘round me I know my way is rough and steep But golden fields lie out before me Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep I'm going there to see Saint Peter He said he'd meet me when I come I soon will give away my breath now To finally enter those pearly gates The time has come to fill my marriage vow And patiently my bridegroom waits I'm going there to meet my Lover I'm at his side and won't be moved