Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end
Two called on an old friend
And they his shop so meager and lean
gay with a thousand bows 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 appeared in a dream to me
And said 'I'm comin' guest to be.'
So been busy with feet astir
And strewin' my shop with of fir
The is spread and the kettle is shined
And the rafters the holly is twined
Now wait for my Lord to appear
And listen so I will hear His step
As He nears my humble
And I'll the door and look on His face"
So his went home and left Conrad alone
For was the happiest day he'd known
For long his family had passed away
And Conrad had many a sad Christmas day
But he knew with the as his Christmas guest
This Christmas would be the and best
So he listened with joy in his heart
And every sound he would rise with a start
And look for the to be at his door
Like the vision he'd had a few hours
So he ran to the window after hearin' a
But all he see on the snow-covered ground
Was a shabby begger shoes were torn
And all of his clothes were ragged and
But Conrad was and he went to the door
And he said "You know, your must be frozen and sore
I have some in my shop for you
And a coat keep you warmer too"
So with grateful heart, the man away
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered made the Lord so late
And how much he'd have to wait
When he heard a he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger once
A bent ol' with a shawl of black
With a bundle of kindlin' on her back
She for only a place to rest
But that was reserved for Conrad's guest
But her seemed to plead "Don't send me away
Let me rest for on Christmas day"
So brewed her a steamin' cup
And her to sit at the table and sup
But after she left he was filled dismay
For he saw that the hours were away
And the hadn't come as He said He would
And Conrad sure he'd misunderstood
When out of the he heard a cry
"Please me, and tell me where am I!"
So again he his friendly door
And stood disappointed as before
It was a child who'd wandered away
And was lost from her on Christmas day
Again, heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should the little girl glad
So he called her in and he her tears
And quieted all her fears
Then he led her to her home once more
But as he his own darkened door
He knew the Lord was not today
For the hours of Christmas had passed
So he went to his room and he knelt down to
And he said "Dear Lord, why did You
What kept You from to call on me?
For I so much Your Face to see"
When in the silence, a voice he heard
"Lift up your head, for I my word
Three times my crossed your floor
And three times I came to your door
I was the begger with bruised, cold
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 I found the warmth of a friend
Of all the gifts is the best
And I was honored to be Christmas guest."