Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end
Two neighbors called on an old
And found his shop so meager and lean
Made gay with a thousand of green
And was sittin' with face ashined
When he stopped as he stiched a twine
And he said "Oh friends at dawn
When the was crowin' the night away
The Lord in a dream to me
And 'I'm comin' your guest to be.'
So been busy with feet astir
And my shop with branches of fir
The is spread and the kettle is shined
And over the the holly is twined
Now I'll wait for my Lord to
And listen closely so I will hear His
As He nears my humble
And I'll open the door and on His face"
So his friends went home and left alone
For was the happiest day he'd known
For long since his family had passed
And Conrad had spent a sad Christmas day
But he knew with the Lord as his 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 for the Lord to be at his door
Like the vision he'd had a few before
So he ran to the window after a sound
But all he see on the snow-covered ground
Was a shabby begger who's were torn
And all of his clothes were and worn
But Conrad was touched and he to the door
And he "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore
I have shoes in my shop for you
And a coat that'll you warmer too"
So with grateful heart, the man away
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered what made the so late
And how much longer have to wait
When he heard a knock he ran to the
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 a place to rest
But that was reserved for great guest
But her seemed to plead "Don't send me away
Let me rest for awhile on day"
So brewed her a steamin' cup
And told her to sit at the and sup
But she left he was filled with dismay
For he saw that the hours slippin' away
And the Lord hadn't as He said He would
And Conrad felt sure misunderstood
When out of the stillness he a cry
"Please help me, and tell me am I!"
So again he opened his friendly
And disappointed as twice before
It was a child who'd wandered away
And was lost her family on Christmas day
Again, Conrad's was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the little glad
So he called her in and he wiped her
And quieted all her childish
Then he led her back to her home once
But as he entered his own door
He knew the Lord was not comin'
For the hours of had passed away
So he went to his room and he knelt to pray
And he said "Dear Lord, why did You
What kept You from to call on me?
For I so much Your Face to see"
soft in the silence, a voice he heard
"Lift up your head, for I kept my
Three times my shadow your floor
And three times I came to your door
I was the begger with bruised, feet
And I was the woman you somethin' to eat
I was the child on the street.
Three times I knocked and three times I in
And each time I the warmth of a friend
Of all the gifts is the best
And I was to be your Christmas guest."