Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor girl named Maria
Was to market one day
She stopped for to by the roadside
Where a bird with a wing lay

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

She gave her last peso
On a cage of rushes and twine
She fed it corn from the market
And watched it grow with time

Now the Eve service was coming
And the church shone tinsel and light
And all of the town brought presents
To lay by the manger that

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

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

Then the Lord to her through the darkness
"Maria, brings you to me
If the in the cage is your offering
Open the and let me see"

she trembled, she did as He ask her
And out of the cage the bird
Soaring up into the
On a wing had healed good as new

Just then the midnight bells out
And the little bird to sing
A song no words could recapture
Whose beauty was fit for a

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