Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

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

I visited houses
Where they said that You were
And they a lot about You
And they about Your giving

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

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

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

I visited Your house
On or Thanksgiving
And a balded man said You were
But the would go on living

He poetry
And as he saw me to leave
He shook his head and said I'd find You

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