Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

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

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

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

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

So his friends went home and Conrad alone
For was the happiest day he had known
For long since, his had passed away
And had spent many a sad Christmas Day

But he knew the Lord as his Christmas Guest
This Christmas would be the dearest and
So he listened only joy in his heart
And every sound he would rise with a start
And for the Lord to be at his door
the vision 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 shabby beggar shoes were torn
And all of his clothes were and worn

But Conrad was touched and he to the door
And he said, "You know, your must be frozen and sore
I have some shoes in my for you
And a coat that will you warmer too"

So with grateful the man went away
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered made the Lord so late
And how much longer he'd have to

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

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

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

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

Again Conrad's was heavy and sad
But he knew he make the little girl glad
So he called her in and he wiped her
And all her childish fears

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

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

soft in the silence a voice he heard
"Lift up head 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 you gave something to eat
I was the child on the homeless
Three times I and three times I came in
And each time I found the of a friend
Of all the gifts, is the best
And I was honored to be Christmas Guest"