Luyện nghe bài hát We Are The Beggars At The Foot Of God's Door

We are gathered in cathedrals on a
We are shrouded in our and lust's despair
We have heard that You said, "Go to where your once were"
Trusting we'd arrive to find You

We have known the empty of a funeral
We are haunted by the of death
We have asked to see Your face and noticed
But a timed honest smile from a friend

Oh, we of faith
Oh, You of grace

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the beggars at the of God's door

We have cold to the kisses of our lovers
We have rolled the windows up and driven
The forests of the autumn, the innocence of
Metaphor of in the dew

We have known the heated passion of the cold
We have sold to everything we hate
hypocrites and politicians running from a fight
We've cheated on a jealous mate

Oh, we of little
Oh, You of stubborn

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the beggars at the of God's door

We've known, we've
We've known the of loving in a dying world
And our lies made us angry at the truth
But Cinderella's slipper fits us
And somehow we're made royalty You
with You, royalty

We are the beggars, we are the
We are the beggars at the of God's door
We are, we are, we are, we are
We are the at the foot of God's door