Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I'm just a poor wayfaring
Traveling through this of woe
There'll be no sickness, no toil, no
In bright land to which I'll go

Going there to my Savior
Going there, no to roam
I'm just over Jordan
I'm going over home

I know dark will gather round me
But I'll be home in a while
I know his sweet will surround me
And he walk with me each mile

Going there to meet my ones
there, no more to roam
I'm just going Jordan
I'm going over home

I'm just a wayfaring stranger
Just traveling through this of woe
be no sickness, no toil, no danger
In that bright to which I'll go

I'm just a poor stranger