Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor stranger
While journeying through world of woe;
And no sickness, toil nor danger
In bright land to which I go.

I'm there to see my Father,
I'm going there no more to
I'm go-going over Jordan,
I'm go-going over home.

I know dark clouds will 'round me,
I my way is rough and steep;
And beautiful fields lie just me,
Where redeemed there vigils keep.

I'm there to see my Father,
I'm going no more to roam;
I'm only go-going Jordan,
I'm only go-going home.

I'm there to see my mother,
I'm going there no to roam;
I'm go-going over Jordan,
I'm only go-going home.

I want to wear crown of glory,
When I get home to that land;
Well I to shout salvation's story,
In concert with ohh the band,

I'm going to see my Saviour,
I'm going no more to roam;
I'm only over Jordan,
I'm only over home.

I'm only go-going over home.
Yeah go-going over home.