Luyện nghe bài hát Fear

Even I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil, for you are wit me
Your rod and staff, they comfort me

I grow insecure as I get older
even when you hot there comes a day when you get colder
Comes a day when you slower, is taking its toll
45 On the back of the upon your soul
I'm scared of go, I don't know what the future holds
My are having nightmares
I'm quite of what's right and fair
How I fear an
Will I hear well when he's turning me?
Will I hear you care too much all this stuff that really don't matter?
You the wind and you don't want it
Got to the top of a 2 foot
after I can capture all this mess my heart was after?
Will I end up when I stand before my master?
Did I the mathematics of a passive disaster?
Add in my ambition
All the while, subtracting matters
I know

At late nights, I sleep
Will I fall? Will I
the curtains, all I see, fingers pointed at me
And they watching, and they
And I'm wondering what they bout'
At late nights, I can't
Counting cash, sheep
Through the curtains, all I see fingers right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm wondering what they thinking, bout'it all

In high school, we to act all tough
I a couple times, I couldn't back that up
when I ran from them vatos, scuffing up my zapatos
Scared of losing my high, I was so embarrassed
If I could go back in time, I would and say something like
I never scared, never scared, never scared
I'm lying, I'm scared of these thoughts in my
I'm of possibly pushing people right over the ledge
When I say I pledge allegiance to the
Then, I turn and buckle
stress and under pressure
Bible on my dresser that can teach my pain a
But I rather not it
Address in depression
I'm scared if I it
you gon' look at me like I'm something less
And I'm such a

C'est lui qui a d'admettre ses craintes
Et c'est lui qui ne pas les surmonter
On trouve la dans la confession
Et la liberté dans la

And it just so happen, I'm wrestling with my
I'm trying to see me He do, not focusing on this madness
They on me, count me out on a count of they fear and doubts
Keep account of my wrongs, trying to keep me inside house
Some just keep me around, I what that's about
Yeah! They be politically correct, I suppose
But, I'm in my skin
While they pretend in they clothes
I'm scared of and failing in front of all of my foes
And I feel some friends are
So, I my small circle closed
I don't no handouts or favors, no functional saviors
I'ma tell that truth till it kill me and I'm chilling my Creator
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus to all of my
For the ones that think I him
And the ones who let me say
I ain't no mo'

At late nights, I can't
Will I fall? Will I
the curtains, all I see, fingers pointed at me
And watching, and they watching
And I'm wondering what thinking，thinking bout'
At late nights, I can't
Counting cash, counting
Through the curtains, all I see pointed right at me
And I'm watching, and I'm
And I'm what they thinking, thinking bout'it all

Everybody
They gon have something to say you like it or not
Everybody
gon' have something to say
Baby, take it to heart