Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end
Two called on an old friend
And they found his shop so meager and
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 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
Strewing my shop with branches of
The table is spread and the is shined
And over the the holly is twined

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

So his friends went home and Conrad alone
For this was the happiest day he had
For long since, his family had away
And Conrad had spent 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 sound he would rise with 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 after a sound
But all he could see on the snow covered
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were
And all of his clothes were ragged and

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

So with grateful heart the man went
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered what the Lord so late
And how much he'd have to wait

When he a knock, he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger once
A old lady with a shawl of black
a bundle of kindling piled on her back
She asked for only a to rest
But was reserved for Conrad's Great 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 told her to sit at the and sup

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

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

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

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

So he went to his room and down to pray
And he said, "Dear Lord, why did You
What 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 shadow crossed your
And three I came to your lonely door"

"I was the beggar with bruised, cold
And I was the you gave something to eat
I was the child on the street
Three I knocked and three 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"