Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
There was on the ground
You could a woman cry
In the alleyways night
On the streets of town

And the was not clean
And the cobblestones were
And little Mary of grace
the tears upon her face
Had no mother's to hold

It was a labor of
It was a cold sky
But for the girl on the ground in the
With beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of

Noble at her side
Callused hands and weary
There no midwives to be found
On the of David's town
In the of the night

So he her and he prayed
Shafts of moonlight on his
For the baby in her
He was the maker of the
He was the of the faith
That could make the move

It was a of pain
It was a sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the
With every of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of

For little Mary of grace
With the tears upon her
It was a of love

It was not a silent
On the of David's town