Luyện nghe bài hát No Other Gods

Wayne
Isaiah 51:17-18/Exodus 20:3
My temple is on wood and of stone
Each space is filled with the that I own
and gods that call me to bow
I try to be but there's no freedom now...No freedom now
The ones I dear--Those most precious to me
days I set them afloat on an indifferent sea
And these things in first worth nothing at all
At in my dreams graven images call

And my gods won't let me
And what a man sows that he will
I and turn at night
I've got places to go, got battles to
And my won't let me sleep...tonight
Ambitions good--Once noble and pure
Now with a rod and I cannot endure
Those bonds I have forged with two will
not easily torn by the strength of a man

No other gods you--No other holy shrines
Oh, I want to in peace when I lie down
All other calling
All of the hands pull me
Call and demand allegiance to crown

One day recently past, I spent several hours to restore my
reputation in a fellow man's eye. My lasted into the
early hours of the morning. I that my reputation
(whatever there is of one) was ruling me God's chair.
Things, not bad in themselves, can be masters when put
in the of rule reserved for the Lord.