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 know my pathway is and steep
But golden fields here lie out me
Where weary no more shall weep

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

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

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

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