Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

Sunday morning, bright
I Your book by colored light
came in through the pretty window picture

I some houses
Where they said that You living
And they talked a lot You
And they about Your giving

They passed a basket with envelopes
I just had time to a note
And all it was I believe in You

conversations
Where they mentioned Your
And the fact
You had been replaced by assistants

The discussion was
And they smiled and turned to me
All I could say was I believe in You

I Your house again
On Christmas or
And a balded man said You were
But the house would go on

He poetry
And as he saw me stand to
He shook his head and said I'd never You

My used to dress me up
And while my dad was
We would walk down to Your without speaking