Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a silent
was blood on the ground
You hear a woman cry
In the alleyway night
On the streets of David's

And the stable was not
And the were cold
And little Mary of grace
With tears 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 every beat of her beautiful
It was a labor of

Noble by her side
Callused hands and weary
No midwives to be
On the streets of David's
In the of the night

So he her and he prayed
Shafts of moonlight on his
But the in her womb
He was the maker of the
He was the of the faith
That could the mountains move

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 of love

For little Mary of grace
With on her face
It was a labor of

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