Luyện nghe bài hát Steal Away

Steal away, away, steal away to Jesus.
Steal away, steal home.
I ain't got to stay here.
I was in Savannah past a church decayed and dim
And there slowly through the window came a funeral hymn.
A sympathy awakened and a quickly grew
Till I found myself environed in a little pew.
front sat a young couple nearly wild.
On the altar was a coffin, in the was a child.
Rose a sad old preacher at a little wooden desk
a manner grandly awkward and a countenance grotesque.
And he said "Now be weepin for this pretty bit of clay,
For the little boy who lived has done gone and run away
And doin very finely and he appreciates your love
But his sure nuff Father want him in the large house
Now He didn't give you that baby for a hundred miles.
He just think you need sunshine and He lent him for awhile
And He let you and keep him till your hearts were bigger grown
And those silver tears you're are just interest on the loan.
So my poor dejected mourners let hearts with Jesus rest
And don't go criticizin the one that the best.
He us many comforts, He has the right to take away.
To the Lord be and glory, now and ever let us pray.
My Lord me, He calls me by the thunder. The trumpet sounds
my soul.
I ain't got long to here. I'm gonna steal away home.