Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end
Two called on an old friend
And found his shop so meager and lean
Made gay with thousand of green

And Conrad was sitting with face
When he suddenly stopped as he a twine
And he said, "Old friends, at today
When the cock was the night away
The appeared in a dream to me"
And said, "I'm coming your to be"

So I've been busy with astir
my shop with branches of fern
The is spread and the kettle is shined
And the rafters the holly is twined

Now I'll wait for my to appear
And listen closely so I will His step
As He nears my place.
And open the door and look on His face

So his friends went home and left alone
For was the happiest day he had known
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 would be the dearest and
So he with only joy in his heart
And with every sound he would with a start
And look for the Lord to be at his
Like the vision he had had a few before

So he ran to the after hearing a sound
But all he could see on the snow covered
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were
And all of his clothes ragged and worn

But Conrad was and he went to the door
And he said, "You know, feet must be frozen and sore
I some shoes in my shop for you
And a that will keep you warmer too"

So with heart the man went away
But Conrad noticed the of day
And wondered what made the Lord so
And how much longer he'd to wait

When he a knock, he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger more
A bent old lady with a shawl of
With a bundle of kindling piled on her
She asked for only a place to
But that was reserved for Conrad's Guest

But her voice seemed to plead "Don't me away
Let me rest for on Christmas Day"
So Conrad her a steaming cup
And her to sit at the table and sup

But she left he was filled with dismay
For he saw the hours were slipping away
And the Lord hadn't come as he said he
And Conrad sure he had misunderstood

out of the stillness he heard a cry
Please me and tell me where am I?"
So again he opened his door
And stood disappointed as twice
It was only a who had wandered away
And was from her family 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 all her childish fears

he led her back to her home once more
But as he entered his own door
He the Lord was not coming today
For the of Christmas had passed away

So he to his room and knelt down to pray
And he said, "Dear Lord, why did You
What kept You from coming to on me?
For I wanted so much face to see

When soft in the silence a voice he
"Lift up your for I kept my word
times my shadow crossed your floor
And three I came to your lonely door"

"I was the beggar with bruised, cold
And I was the woman you something to eat
I was the on the homeless street
times I knocked and three times I came in
And each time I the warmth of a friend
Of all the gifts, love is the
And I was to be your Christmas Guest"