Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Wayfaring Stranger

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

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

I know dark clouds will gather me
I know my way is and steep
Yet golden fields lie just me
Where redeemed, no more shall weep

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

I'll soon be from earthly trials
My body in the old churchyard
I'll the cross of self denial
And in my great reward

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

Over Home, Home
I'm a going over home