Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor stranger
travelling through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, or danger
In that bright land, to I go

I'm going there to see my
I'm going there no more to
I'm just a over Jordan
I'm just a going over

I know dark clouds gather round me
I my way is rough and steep
Yet golden fields lie just me
Where God's redeemed, no shall weep

I'm there to see my mother
She she'd meet me when I come
I'm just a going over
I'm just a going home

I'll be free from earthly trials
My sleep in the old churchyard
I'll the cross of self denial
And enter in my great

I'm going, I'm going there to see my
I'm going there no more to
I'm just a going Jordan
I'm just a over home

Over Home, Over
I'm just a over home