Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It happened one day near end
Two called on an old friend
And they found his shop so 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
the cock was crowing the night away
The Lord in a dream to me"
And said, "I'm coming your to be"

So I've been busy feet astir
Strewing my shop branches 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 closely so I will hear His step
As He my humble place.
And I'll open the door and on His face

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

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

So he ran to the window hearing a sound
But all he could see on the snow ground
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes 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 be frozen and sore
I have some in my shop for you
And a coat that will you warmer too"

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

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

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

But after she left he was filled with
For he saw that the hours were slipping
And the hadn't come as he said he would
And Conrad felt 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 heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the little girl
So he her in and he wiped her tears
And quieted all her fears

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

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

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

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