Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

Sunday morning, very
I read book by colored light
That came in through the pretty picture

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

They passed a basket with some
I just had time to a note
And all it said was I in You

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You had been replaced by assistants

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

I visited Your house
On Christmas or
And a balded man You were dead
But the would go on living

He recited
And as he saw me to leave
He shook his head and said I'd find You

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