I Am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

I’m travelling through this world of woe

Yet there’s no sickness, toil, nor danger

In that bright land 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 lie just before me

Where God’s redeemed shall ever sleep

I’m going home to see my mother

And all my loved ones who’ve gone on

I’m only going over Jordan

I’m only going over home

Artist’s Note:

Also known as Armistice or Remembrance Day, commemorating the end of the First World War on November 11, 1918.

Dedicated to our fellow Bronies both serving in the military and with family members and friends serving in the military.