Luyện nghe bài hát Weary Saints

for years we fought the
with pale and ghostly
but some still of light
so the sun will again
and cure our for wrongs
in and measured crime
and to drift in palm
in our and in our minds

and let us not be
for you meet our needs
a good and wordless
will lamp unto our

for we've closed our eyes
while rust on grows
and we and clothe our lies
but in our hearts we know, we know
wisdom lends us all
a and steady hand
and the pressed to my palm
make me more a man

and for the givers
to do what must be
to deal out and justice
with and silver guns

for you met our thirst
still deserts we have
well be with dust and dirt
when the ocean calls us
and well into the arms
of a cool and sweet
under stars and palms
well shed our sin like

and time will cease to us
and death be undone
but well shine the light of
a thousand suns