There my kindred and friends are at rest;
Then away from my sorrow and care,
Let me fly to the land of the blest.
REF.--Over there, over there,
My Savior is now over there;
Over there, over there, over there,
My Savior is now over there.
4 I'll soon be at home over there,
For the end of my journey I see;
Many dear to my heart, over there,