Luyện nghe bài hát Brompton Oratory

Up those steps I climb
this joyful day's return
Into its great vault I go
Hail the Pentecostal

The reading is Luke 24
Christ returns to His loved ones
I look at the stone
Think that alright for some

And I wish that I was of stone
So that I would not to see
A beauty impossible to
A beauty impossible to

A beauty to endure
The blood imparted in sips
The smell of you still on my
As I bring the cup up to my

No God up in the sky
And no devil the sea
Could do the job that you did,
Of me to my knees

Outside I sit on the steps
With nothing to do
Forlorn and exhausted,
By the of you