Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

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

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

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

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

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

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

A silence filled the little and the old man bowed his head
The went on back to town but Brother Ayer was dead
The choir missed him for awhile but he was forgotten
A few church goers watched the door but the old man not

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