Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

Sunday morning, bright
I read Your book by light
That came in through the window picture

I visited some
Where said that You were living
And they a lot about You
And they about Your giving

passed a basket with some envelopes
I had time to write a note
And all it was I believe in You

Passing
Where they mentioned Your
And the that
You had replaced by Your assistants

The discussion was
And when smiled and turned to me
All I could say was I believe in You

I Your house again
On or Thanksgiving
And a balded man said You dead
But the house would go on

He poetry
And as he saw me stand to
He shook his head and I'd never find You

My mother to dress me up
And while my dad was
We walk down to Your house without speaking