Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring
journeying through this world of woe;
And there's no sickness, nor danger
In that land to which I go.

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

I know clouds will gather 'round me,
I know my way is rough and
And beautiful fields lie just me,
God's redeemed there vigils keep.

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

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

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

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

Well I'm only over home.
Yeah only over home.