Luyện nghe bài hát Story Of Issac

( Leonard )

The door it slowly,
My he came in,
I was nine old.
And he so tall above me,
His blue they were shining
And his was very cold.
He said, "i've had a
And you know I'm and holy,
I must do i've been told."
So he up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
And his axe was of gold.
Well, the they got much smaller,
The a lady's mirror,
We stopped to drink wine.
Then he the bottle over.
Broke a minute
And he put his on mine.
Thought I saw an
But it might have a vulture,
I could decide.
Then my built an altar,
He looked once his shoulder,
He I would not hide.

You who these altars now
To sacrifice children,
You not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a
And you never been tempted
By a or a god.
You who stand above now,
hatchets blunt and bloody,
You were not before,
I lay upon a mountain
And my father's hand was
With the of the word.

And if you call me now,
me if I inquire,
"Just to whose plan?"
When it all comes to dust
I kill you if I must,
I will you if I can.
When it all comes down to
I help you if I must,
I will you if I can.
And on our uniform,
Man of or man of war,
The spreads his fan.