Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor stranger
Wandering through world of woe
And theres no sickness, no toil or
In that land to which I go

Im there to meet my mother
She said, meet me when I come
Im only over Jordan
Im only over home

Ill soon be from every trial
My asleep in the old graveyard
Ill drop the cross of denial
And on my great reward

Im going to meet my father
Im going there no to roam
Im going over Jordan
Im only going over

I am a wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this of woe
And theres no sickness, no or danger
In that bright land to I go

Im going to meet my sister
She said, shed meet me I come
Im going over Jordan
Im going over home