Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan named Maria
Was walking to one day
She stopped for to rest by the
Where a with a broken wing lay

A few passed till she saw it
For it's feathers covered with sand
But soon and wrapped it
Was traveling in the of Maria's small hand

She happily gave her peso
On a cage made of rushes and
She fed it loose corn the market
And watched it grow stronger with

Now the Christmas Eve service was
And the shone with tinsel and light
And all of the town folks presents
To lay by the that night

There were diamonds and
And perfumes in fit for a king
But for one ragged in a small cage
had nothing to bring

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

the Lord spoke to her through the darkness
"Maria, what you to me
If the bird in the cage is your
the door and let me see"

she trembled, she did as He ask her
And out of the cage the flew
Soaring up the rafters
On a wing that had good as new

Just the midnight bells rang out
And the little started to sing
A song that no words could
Whose was fit for a king

Now Maria felt blessed to listen
To cascade of notes sweet and long
As her offering was to Heaven
By the very first nightingale's