Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring
While traveling this world below
is no sickness, toil, no danger
In that bright to which I go

I know dark clouds will over me
I know my pathway is and steep
But golden here lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall

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

I'll soon be free every trial
And this will rest beneath the sod
I'll drop the cross of
And enter in my home God

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

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