Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

Rock of cleft for me
It was a stylish you could see, they'd been around
And they had the biggest organ of any church in town
But over in the Amen Corner of that sat Brother Ira
And he insisted Sunday on singing in the choir

His voice was and broken age had touched his vocal chords
And nearly every Sunday he'd get and miss the words
at last the storm cloud burst and the church was told in vine
That Brother Ira stop his singing or the choir was gonna resign

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

Said, "York, we're here, dear with the best resapprobation"
To discuss a little that affects the congregation
Now it was our when we bargained for the chair
That they were to relieve us that is do the singin' for us

Now we don't want no singin' what we've bought
The newest are all the rage the old ones stand for naught
And so we decided, are you listenin', Brother Ira?
You'll have to stop your singin' it's messin' up our

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

"I've sung the songs of David eighty years", said he
been my staff and comfort all along life's dreary way
I'm if I disturbed the choir I guess, I'm doin' wrong
But my heart is filled with praise, I can't hold back a song

I if beyond the tide that's breaking at my feet
In far off Heavenly temple where my Master, I shall meet
Yes, I wonder if I try to sing the songs of God up higher
I wonder if they'll kick me out up there for singin' in choir

A filled the little room the old man bowed his head
The went on back to town but Brother Ira was dead
Oh the missed him for a while but he was soon forgot
And a few church goers the door but the old man entered not

Far his voice is sweet and he sings his heart's desire
Where there are no committees and no fashionable choirs
Let me hide in Thee