Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger

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

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

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

I'll be free from every trial
And this form will rest the sod
drop 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 over Jordan
I am just going home

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