Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring
traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, toil, no
In bright world to which I go

I know dark clouds gather 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 there no more to
I am going over Jordan
I am going over home

I'll soon be free from every
And form will rest beneath the sod
I'll drop the cross of
And in my home with God

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

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 am just going over