Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It happened one day December's end
Two neighbors on an old friend
And they his shop so meager and lean
Made gay with a bows of green
And Conrad was with face ashined
When he stopped as he stiched a twine
And he said "Oh friends at dawn
When the cock was the night away
The Lord in a dream to me
And 'I'm comin' your guest to be.'
So I've been with feet astir
And my shop with branches of fir
The table is spread and the is shined
And over the rafters the is twined
Now wait for my Lord to appear
And listen closely so I hear His step
As He my humble place
And open the door and look on His face"
So his friends went and left Conrad alone
For this was the happiest day he'd
For long since his had passed away
And Conrad had many a sad Christmas day
But he knew with the as his Christmas guest
This Christmas be the dearest and best
So he with only joy in his heart
And with every sound he would rise with a
And look for the to be at his door
the vision he'd had a few hours before
So he ran to the window after a sound
But all he could see on the snow-covered
Was a shabby begger who's shoes were
And all of his clothes were and worn
But Conrad was touched and he went to the
And he said "You know, your feet must be and sore
I some shoes in my shop for you
And a coat that'll you warmer too"
So with heart, the man went away
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered what made the so late
And how much longer he'd to wait
he heard a knock he ran to the door
But it was only a once more
A bent ol' lady with a shawl of
a bundle of kindlin' piled on her back
She asked for only a to rest
But that was reserved for Conrad's guest
But her seemed to plead "Don't send me away
Let me for awhile on Christmas day"
So Conrad her a steamin' cup
And told her to sit at the and sup
But after she left he was filled dismay
For he saw the hours were slippin' away
And the Lord hadn't as He said He would
And felt sure he'd misunderstood
When out of the he heard a cry
"Please me, and tell me where am I!"
So he opened his friendly door
And stood as twice before
It was only a child wandered away
And was lost from her on Christmas day
Again, Conrad's heart was and sad
But he knew he should make the little girl
So he called her in and he her tears
And quieted all her childish
Then he led her to her home once more
But as he entered his own door
He knew the Lord was not today
For the hours of Christmas had passed
So he went to his room and he knelt to pray
And he "Dear Lord, why did You delay?
What kept You comin' to call on me?
For I wanted so much Your to see"
When soft in the silence, a he heard
"Lift up your head, for I my word
Three my shadow crossed your floor
And three times I came to your lonely
I was the begger with bruised, feet
And I was the woman you gave to eat
I was the child on the street.
Three times I knocked and three times I in
And each time I found the warmth of a
Of all the gifts is the best
And I was to be your Christmas guest."