Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral

I was walking in past a church, decayed and dim
When through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn
My awakened and a wonder quickly grew
'Til I myself environed in a little colored pew

Out front a couple sat in sorrow nearly wild
On the was a casket and in the casket was a child
I could him while living, curly hair protruding lips
I'd seen perhaps a in my hurried southern trips

Then rose a sad, old colored preacher from his wooden desk
With a manner sort of awkward and grotesque
The and shrewdness in his Ethiopian face
Showed the and the ignorance of a crushed, undying race

And he said, "Now don't be weepin' for this bit of clay
For the boy who lived there has done gone and run away
He was doing very and he 'ppreciates your love
But his sho nough father wanted him in the big house up

The Lord give you that baby, by no hundred thousand miles
He just think you need some sunshine and he lent it for a
And he let you keep and love him 'til your were bigger grown
And these silver you're shedding now, are just interest on the loan

Just think my poor mourners creeping long on sorrows way
What a blessed this here baby got today
Your good fathers and good mothers the little fella round
In the angels garden of the big plantation ground

And his eyes they brightly sparkle at the pretty things he
But a came and he whispered, "I want my parents too"
Then the angel's chief musicians that little boy a song
Says if only they be faithful, soon be comin' 'long

And so my poor dear mourners, let your hearts with Jesus
And don't go to criticizn' the one knows the best
He has give us many comforts He's got the right to away
To the Lord be praised in glory, now and ever, let us