Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

Rock of cleft for me
It was a congregation you could see, they'd been around
And they had the biggest pipe organ of any church in
But over in the Amen of that church sat Brother Ira
And he insisted Sunday 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 at last the storm cloud burst and the church was told in
That Brother Ira must stop his singing or the was gonna resign

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

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

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

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

"I've sung the songs of nearly eighty years", said he
They've been my staff and comfort all life's dreary way
I'm if I disturbed the choir I guess, I'm doin' wrong
But when my heart is filled with praise, I hold back a song

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

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

Far away his voice is and he sings his heart's desire
Where there are no church committees and no fashionable
Let me hide myself in