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 bows of green

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

So I've been busy with feet
Strewing my shop with of fern
The table is and the kettle is shined
And over the rafters the is twined

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

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

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

So he ran to the window hearing a sound
But all he could see on the snow ground
Was a beggar whose shoes were torn
And all of his clothes were and worn

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 that will keep you too"

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

When he a knock, he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger more
A bent old lady with a of black
With a of kindling 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 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 were slipping away
And the Lord hadn't come as he he would
And Conrad sure he had misunderstood

out of the stillness he heard a cry
Please help me and me where am I?"
So again he his friendly door
And stood disappointed as twice
It was only a who had 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 wiped her
And all her childish fears

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

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

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

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