Luyện nghe bài hát The Christmas Guest

It happened one day near end,
Two called on an old friend.
And found his shop so meager and lean
Made gay with thousand bows of
And Conrad was sitting with a-shine
When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a
And he said "Old friends, at today,
When the cock was 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
my shop with branches of fern.
The table is and the kettle is shined.
And over the rafters the is twined.
Now I'll wait for my to appear
And listen closely so I will
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 day he had known,
For long since, his family had passed
And Conrad had many a sad Christmas Day.
But he with the Lord as his Christmas Guest
This Christmas be the dearest and best.
So he with only joy in his heart
And every sound he would rise with a start
And look for the to be at his door.
Like the vision he had had a few before.
So he ran to the window hearing a sound
But all he could see on the snow covered
Was a shabby whose shoes were torn
And all of his clothes ragged and worn.
But was touched and he went to the door
And he said, "You know, your feet must be and sore.
I have some shoes in my for you
And a coat that will keep you too."
So grateful heart the man went away
but Conrad the time of day
And wondered what made the Lord so
And how longer he'd have to wait.
When he a knock, he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger more.
A old lady with a shawl 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 seemed to "Don't send me away,
Let me for awhile on Christmas Day",
So brewed 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 slipping away
And the Lord hadn't come as he he would.
Then felt sure he had misunderstood.
When out of the he heard a cry
"Please me and tell me where am I?"
So he opened his friendly door
And disappointed as twice before.
It was a child who'd wandered away
And was from her family on Christmas Day.
Again Conrad's was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the girl glad.
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 entered his own darkened
he knew the 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 much your to see."
soft in the silence a voice he heard.
"Lift up your head for I my word.
Three times my crossed your floor
And three times I came to your door.
I was the beggar with bruised, cold
And I was the you gave something to eat.
I was the on the homeless street.
Three times I knocked, and times 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 your Guest.