Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

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

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

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

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

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

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

A silence filled the little room and the old man bowed his
The committee went on back to town but Brother was dead
The missed him for awhile but he was soon forgotten
A few church watched the door but the old man entered not

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