Luyện nghe bài hát The Many and the Few

My is King Cyrus, my order I give,
You Jews can go back to home
To build your holy again
In the of Palestine.

We've and danced o'er the hot rocky roads
Back to Eretz Yisroel's
We worked with and rake and hoe
And we the works of our hands

My name is Ezra the man
I brought my book along
I my flock to Yisroel
that land called Babylon

I'll read you my Talmud book
And the dreams to you
And be fertile and multiply
If you keep your Torah

My name is the Great
More than half of wide world is mine
stand around, my servants all
I'm wrapped on my bed to die

As the King of and Palestine
the Fourth, you'll stand
To kill the Jews if they
To our idols and gods

My is Hannah, my first born son
Now before this king
Guilty of the Sabbath laws
By the soldiers I see him

It's one by one my seven
In front of my cut down
For to the Torah laws
I pay with my warm now

My is Mattathias, I've got five sons
In Modin City we
They tried to make me bow down to gods
Two of the flunkeys I killed

A hundred or more who'll fight to be
Did come to these hills me
On my death bed your I'll name
'Tis Judah, the

My is Judah, the Macabee
By the name of the I'm called
pray to God before every fight
Till all of our enemies

Appolonius, the Governor, day I killed
And his army we did
Some few of his soldiers run in the wind
But we've dropped dead in the dust

Syron is my name, Syria came
To that fool Macabee
My army was great, his army was
But he somehow did win me

To deliver the to the hands of his few
For God this is no at all
In a few short my army did break
And we this valley with blood

My is Lysias, I dreamed up a plan
To burn the Jews tents as slept
When I got there, their were all bare
And the army had left

He stormed my own camp as my soldiers did
And he killed thousand in fear
My elephants, my horsemen, my footsoldiers, all
Judah hammered them down the rear

My name is where Judah came back
To build up my Temple more
To cut the weeds and thorny brush
That grows 'round my windows and

Whole stones, stones, we'll build and pray
To God as a Jew
God's love the hateful many did
In the of a God loving few

We in our temple a little oil jug
Just enough for the for one night
That one little jug burned Eight days
And it kept our new in light

Eight we'll burn and a Ninth one too
Every New Year that comes and
We'll of the many in the hands of the few
And thank God we are seeds of the