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
Made gay with thousand of green
And Conrad was sitting with a-shine
When he stopped 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 your guest to be."
So I've been with feet astir
my shop with branches of fern.
The table is and the kettle is shined.
And the rafters the holly is twined.
Now I'll wait for my to appear
And closely so I will hear
His step as He nears my place.
And I'll open the door and on His face.
So his friends went home and left Conrad
For this was the day he had known,
For long since, his family had passed
And had spent many a sad Christmas Day.
But he knew with the Lord as his Guest
This Christmas be the dearest and best.
So he listened with joy in his heart
And with every he would rise with a start
And for the Lord to be at his door.
Like the vision he had had a few 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 were and worn.
But was touched and he went to the door
And he said, "You know, your feet be frozen and sore.
I have shoes in my shop for you
And a that will keep you warmer too."
So with grateful heart the man went
but noticed the time of day
And what made the Lord so late
And how much longer have to wait.
When he heard a knock, he ran to the
But it was only a stranger more.
A old lady with a shawl of black
With a bundle of kindling on her back.
She asked for only a place to
But was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest.
But her voice seemed to "Don't send me away,
Let me rest for on Christmas Day",
So Conrad brewed her a cup
And her to sit at the table and sup.
But she left he was filled with dismay
For he saw that the hours were away
And the Lord hadn't as he said 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 his friendly door
And disappointed as twice before.
It was a child who'd wandered away
And was lost from her family on Day.
Again heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the little 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 knew the was not coming today.
For the hours of Christmas had passed
So he went to his and knelt down to pray
And he "Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to 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 with bruised, cold feet
And I was the woman you something to eat.
I was the on the homeless 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.