Luyện nghe bài hát Steal Away

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