Luyện nghe bài hát Steal Away

Steal away, steal away, steal to Jesus.
Steal away, away home.
I got long to stay here.
I was walkin in Savannah past a decayed and dim
And there through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn.
A awakened and a wonder quickly grew
Till I myself environed in a little Negro pew.
Down front sat a young couple wild.
On the altar was a coffin, in the was a child.
a sad old Negro preacher at a little wooden desk
With a manner awkward and a countenance grotesque.
And he said "Now don't be for this pretty bit of clay,
For the little boy who lived there has done gone and run
And he's doin very finely and he your love
But his sure nuff Father want him in the large house
Now He give you that baby for a hundred thousand miles.
He just you need some sunshine and He lent him for awhile
And He let you love and keep him till your hearts were 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 knows the best.
He gave us many comforts, He has the to take away.
To the Lord be and glory, now and ever let us pray.
My Lord calls me, He calls me by the thunder. The trumpet
my soul.
I ain't got long to stay here. I'm gonna steal home.