Luyện nghe bài hát Jerusalem

And did those feet in ancient
Walk England's mountains green?
And was the Lamb of God
On pleasant pastures seen?

And did the divine
Shine upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem here
Among these dark mills?

Bring me my bow of gold
me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear, O clouds
me my chariot of fire

I not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my
we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant