Luyện nghe bài hát All My Trials, Lord

Hush baby, don't you cry
You know mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be

The river of Jordan is muddy and
Well it chills the but not the soul
All my trials, Lord, soon be

I've got a book with pages three
And every spells liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be

Too late, my
Too late, but never
All my trials, Lord, be over

If living were a that money could buy
Then the rich live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be

There grows a in Paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of
All my trials, Lord, soon be

Too late, my
Too late, but mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be
All my trials, Lord, be over

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