Luyện nghe bài hát Where Jesus Is

This mornin the pews hay bales
the a saddle thrown over a stall
the floor just a of sawdust
the just a rusty ol' traun

there no stepals
there were no
but came down
there were no
just worn out
on holy ground
i guess its true if two
are in his hands
where Jesus is

somewhere they were gathered and
their alter a footlocker in the sand
sundays at home a memory
but there in that they still felt his hand

there no stepals
were no hymnals
but came down
there no suits
worn out boots
standin on holy
i its true if even two
are gathered in his
thats where is

on an airplane or old bus

in a silence he always us
where stepels
there's no hymnals
heaven comes
in our sunday
or in our cowboy
it is all ground
i its true if even two
are gathered in his
where Jesus is
This is Jesus is