Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

Sunday morning, bright
I read Your by colored light
came in through the pretty window picture

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

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

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You had been replaced by Your

The discussion was
And when they smiled and to me
All that I could say was I in You

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

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

My used to dress me up
And my dad was sleeping
We would walk down to Your house speaking