Luyện nghe bài hát The Cherry Tree Carol

was an old man and an old man was he,
and he has married Mary, the of Galilee,
and he has Mary, the queen of Galilee

As and Mary walked in the garden green,
where the cherries hung on every limb

"Pick me cherries, Joseph,
pick me cherries, do,
pick me cherries, Joseph,
grow on the bough"

But up spoke old with his words so unkind:
"Let the man gather the cherries that the child"

Then up spoke our Saviour all in his womb:
"Bow down, thou lofty cherry tree, that may have some"
The very top branches bowed to her feet
"Now you can see, Joseph, there are for me"

As Joseph was walking he heard an angel
"This night shall be the birth time of Christ, the King

He neither shall be in house nor in hall
nor in the of paradise but in an ox's stall
He shall be clothed in purple nor in pall
but in the fair white linen that's used in all
He neither be rocked in silver nor in gold
but in a wooden that resteth on the mould