Luyện nghe bài hát Baptism

The summer breeze ripples on the pond
It rattled through the reeds, and the willow trees
in his good hat and mama in her Sunday dress
Watched with pride as I stood there, in the up to my chest

And the preacher spoke about the blood
As I sank my toes that cool East Texas mud

And it was down the old man, up with the new
Raised to walk in the of light and truth
I didn't see no angels, just a few on the shore
But, I felt like a newborn baby, cradled up in the of the Lord

grace, oh how sweet the sound
There was glory in the air, there was on the ground
And my sins, were many were washed away and gone
Along the Buffalo Nickel, I forgot to leave at home

That seemed such a small, small price to pay
For the peace of mind that came to me that day

It was down with the old man, up the new
to walk in the ways of light and truth
I didn't see no angels, a few saints on the shore
But, I felt like a newborn baby, cradled up in the of the Lord

This road is long and dusty, the soul, it must be cleansed
And I long to feel that water over me again

I see no angels, just a few saints on the shore
I like a newborn baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord
I felt like a newborn baby, up in the arms of the Lord