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 meager and
gay with thousand bows of green

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

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

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

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

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

So he ran to the window after hearing a
But all he see on the snow covered ground
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes torn
And all of his were ragged and worn

But Conrad was and he went to the door
And he said, "You know, your feet must be and sore
I have shoes in my shop for you
And a coat that will keep you too"

So with grateful heart the man went
But Conrad the time of day
And wondered what made the Lord so
And how much longer have to wait

When he heard a knock, he ran to the
But it was only a stranger once
A bent old lady with a of black
a bundle of kindling piled on her back
She asked for a place to rest
But that was reserved for 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 were 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 me where am I?"
So he opened his friendly door
And stood disappointed as twice
It was only a child who had wandered
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 her in and he wiped her tears
And quieted all her fears

Then he led her back to her home more
But as he his own darkened door
He knew the Lord was not coming
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 coming to call on me?
For I so much Your face to see

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

"I was the with bruised, cold feet
And I was the woman you something to eat
I was the child on the homeless
times I knocked and three times I came in
And each time I the warmth of a friend
Of all the gifts, is the best
And I was honored to be Christmas Guest"