Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor stranger
While traveling through this world
is no sickness, toil, no danger
In bright world to which I go

I know dark will gather over me
I know my is rough and steep
But fields here lie out before me
Where eyes no more shall weep

I'm there to see my Father
I'm there no more to roam
I am just over Jordan
I am just going over

soon be free from every trial
And this form will rest the sod
I'll the cross of self-denial
And enter in my with God

I'm going there to see my
Who shed for me His blood
I am just going Jordan
I am just going home

I'm there to see my Father
I'm going there no to roam
I am just going Jordan
I am just going over
I am just going over