Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end
Two neighbors called on an old
And they his shop so meager and lean
Made gay thousand bows of green

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

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

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

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

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

So he ran to the window after hearing a
But all he could see on the snow ground
Was a shabby beggar whose were torn
And all of his were ragged 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 in my shop for you
And a coat that keep you warmer too"

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

When he heard a knock, he ran to the
But it was a stranger once more
A bent old lady with a shawl of
a bundle of kindling piled on her back
She asked for a place to rest
But that was 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 he was filled with 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
Please help me and me where am I?"
So he opened his friendly door
And disappointed as twice before
It was only a child who had wandered
And was lost from her on Christmas Day

Again Conrad's was heavy and sad
But he he should make the little girl glad
So he her in and he wiped her tears
And quieted all her fears

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

So he went to his room and knelt 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 head for I kept my word
Three times my shadow your floor
And three times I came to your door"

"I was the beggar bruised, cold feet
And I was the woman you something to eat
I was the child on the homeless
Three times I knocked and three 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"