Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor stranger
through this world of woe
But no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright to which I go

Well, Im there to meet my mother
Said, "Shed me when I come"
Im only going over
Im only going over

I know, clouds will gather round me
I know, my way will be rough and
But beautiful fields lie just me
Where Gods their vigils keep

Well, Im there to meet my loved ones
on before me, one by one
Im going over Jordan
Im only going over

Ill soon be free of trials
My body rest in the old church
Ill drop cross of self-denial
And Ill go singing to God

Well, Im going there to meet my
with Him and never roam
Im going over Jordan
Im only over home