Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

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

And Conrad was with face a-shine
When he suddenly as he stitched a twine
And he said, "Old friends, at today
When the cock was crowing the away
The Lord in a dream to me"
And said, "I'm coming your to be"

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

Now I'll wait for my Lord to
And listen closely so I will hear His
As He my humble place.
And I'll open the door and on His face

So his friends home and left Conrad alone
For this was the happiest day he had
For long since, his family had passed
And Conrad had spent many a sad Day

But he with the Lord as his Christmas Guest
This Christmas would be the and best
So he listened with joy in his heart
And with every sound he would with a start
And for the Lord to be at his door
Like the he had had a few hours before

So he ran to the window after hearing a
But all he could see on the snow covered
Was a shabby beggar whose 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 feet must be and sore
I have some shoes in my for you
And a coat will keep you warmer too"

So grateful heart the man went away
But noticed the time of day
And wondered what made the Lord so
And how much longer have to wait

When he heard a knock, he ran to the
But it was only a stranger once
A bent old lady with a of black
With a bundle of piled on her back
She asked for a place to rest
But that was reserved for Conrad's Guest

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

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

When out of the he heard a cry
help me and tell me where am I?"
So he opened his friendly door
And stood disappointed as twice
It was a child who had wandered away
And was lost from her on Christmas Day

Conrad's heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the little girl
So he called her in and he wiped her
And quieted all her childish

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

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

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

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