Luyện nghe bài hát Steal Away

Steal away, steal away, steal to Jesus.
Steal away, away home.
I ain't got to stay here.
I was walkin in past a church decayed and dim
And there slowly through the came a plaintive funeral hymn.
A sympathy awakened and a wonder grew
Till I found myself environed in a 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 awkward and a countenance grotesque.
And he said "Now don't be for this pretty bit of clay,
For the boy who lived there 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 above
Now He didn't give you 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 bigger
And those silver tears you're are just interest on the loan.
So my poor dejected mourners let your hearts with Jesus
And don't go the one that knows the best.
He gave us many comforts, He has the right to away.
To the Lord be and glory, now and ever let us pray.
My Lord calls me, He me by the thunder. The trumpet sounds
my soul.
I ain't got long to stay here. I'm gonna steal home.