Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

It was a stylish congregation, you see they'd been around
And they had the biggest organ of any church in town
But over in the Amen of that church sat Brother Ayer
And he insisted every on singing in the choir

His voice was cracked, and broken age had his vocal chords
And nearly every Sunday he'd get behind and the words
Well, the got so flustered, the church was told in fine
That Brother Ayer must stop his singing or the was going to resign

So the pastor appointed a committee, I think it was three or
And they got in their big fine cars and up to Ayer's door
They find the choir's great trouble sittin' there in an old arm
And the summer's sunbeams lay upon his snow white hair

Said, "York, we're dear Brother with the vestries approbation
To discuss a little matter that affects the
Now, it seems that voice has interfered with the choir
So, if you'll lay out, are you listening Brother Ayer?"

The old man his head a sign that he had hear
And on his cheek the men caught the glitter of a tear
His feeble hands pushed the locks as white as silky snow
And he the committee in a voice both soft and low

"I wonder if beyond the tide that's at my feet
In that far off heavenly temple where my and I shall meet
Yes, I wonder if, when I try to sing the song of God up
I wonder if they'll kick me out of there for singing in heaven's

A silence filled the little room and the old man his head
The committee on back to town but Brother Ayer was dead
The choir him for awhile but he was soon forgotten
A few goers watched the door but the old man entered not

Far away his voice is sweet and he his heart desire
Where are there no church committees and no fashionable
Let me hide in Thee