Black water

 Song of the day;;

→ David O'Dowda - Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

Traveling through this world alone

There is no sickness

Toil, or other danger

In that land to which I call

I'm going home

I'm going home

I'm just going over the Jordan

I'm just going home

I know a cloud

Will hover around me

I know my pathway's rough and steep

But golden fields lie out before me

Where my eyes no more will weep

I'm going home

I'm going home

I'm just going over the Jordan

I'm just going home

I'm going home

I'm going home

I'm just going over the Jordan

I'm just going home