Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Wayfaring Stranger

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

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

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

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

Ill soon be free of earthy
My body in the old church yard
Ill drop this of self-denial
And Ill go singing to God

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