Luyện nghe bài hát Florence

Not many their rounds shall roll
moment brings it nigh
And all glories stand revealed
To our eye
You wills of nature your course,
You powers decay
as you bring the night of death
You bring day

You weary souls
Who are oppressed
You through the wilderness
To Canaan's peaceful
beating winds and chilly rains,
And deep and cold
And surrounding you
Have courage and be

The storms and hurricanes
The desert all
And serpents oft appear
Through the enchanted
night and clouds and gloomy fear
And dragons roar
But the gospel trump we hear
We'll press for shore