Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It one day near December's end,
Two neighbors on an old friend.
And they found his shop so meager and
gay with thousand bows of green
And Conrad was sitting face a-shine
he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine
And he said "Old friends, at today,
When the was crowing the night away
The Lord in a dream to me
And said "I'm your guest to be."
So I've been with feet astir
Strewing my with branches of fern.
The table is and the kettle is shined.
And the rafters the holly is twined.
Now wait for my Lord to appear
And listen so I will hear
His as He nears my humble place.
And I'll the door and look on His face.
So his friends home and left Conrad alone
For was the happiest day he had known,
For since, his family had passed away
And had spent many a sad Christmas Day.
But he knew with the as his Christmas Guest
This would be the dearest and best.
So he with 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 he had had a few hours before.
So he ran to the window after a sound
But all he could see on the covered ground
Was a shabby beggar whose were torn
And all of his clothes ragged and worn.
But Conrad was touched and he went to the
And he said, "You know, feet must be frozen and sore.
I have some shoes in my for you
And a coat that will keep you too."
So with heart the man went away
but noticed the time of day
And what made the Lord so late
And how much longer he'd to wait.
When he heard a knock, he ran to the
But it was a stranger once more.
A bent old lady a shawl of black
With a bundle of piled on her back.
She for only a place to rest
But that was reserved for Conrad's Guest.
But her voice seemed to plead "Don't me away,
Let me for awhile on Christmas Day",
So Conrad her a steaming cup
And told her to sit at the and sup.
But after she left he was with dismay
For he saw that the hours were slipping
And the Lord hadn't come as he he would.
Then Conrad sure he had misunderstood.
When out of the stillness he a cry
"Please help me and me where am I?"
So again he opened his friendly
And stood disappointed as before.
It was only a child who'd wandered
And was lost from her on Christmas Day.
Conrad's heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should the little girl glad.
So he called her in and he wiped her
And quieted all her fears.
Then he led her back to her home more
But as he entered his own 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 "Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from to call on me?
For I wanted so your face to see."
soft in the silence a voice he heard.
"Lift up head for I kept my word.
Three 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 gave to eat.
I was the child on the street.
Three times I knocked, and three I came in.
And each I found the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, is the best.
And I was honored to be Christmas Guest.