Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
There was on the ground
You could hear a cry
In the that night
On the of David's town

And the was not clean
And the were cold
And Mary full of grace
With tears her face
Had no hand to hold

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

Noble Joseph by her
hands and weary eyes
No to be found
On the streets of David's
In the middle of the

So he held her and he
Shafts of moonlight on his
But the baby in her
He was the maker of the
He was the of the faith
That could make the mountains

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

For little full of grace
With on her face
It was a of love

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