Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan named Maria
Was walking to one day
She stopped for a by the roadside
Where a with a broken wing lay
A few passed till she saw it
For it's feathers were covered with
But soon clean and wrapped it was
In the warmth of Maria's small

She happily gave her last
On a cage made of and twine
She fed it loose corn the market
And watched it grow with time

Now the Christmas Eve service was
And the church shone with tinsel and
And all of the brought presents
To lay by the manger that
There were and incense
And
In fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small
Maria had to bring

She waited till just before
So no one see her go in
And crying she by the manger
For her gift was of Him

a voice spoke to her through the darkness
Maria, what you to me
If the bird in the cage is your
Open the and let me see
Though she trembled, she did as He her
And out of the cage the flew
Soaring up the rafters
On a wing that had good as new

Just then the bells rang out
And the little bird started to
A song that no could recapture
Whose beauty was fit for a

Now Maria felt blessed just to
To that cascade of sweet and long
As her offerings was to heaven
By the very first nightingale's