Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

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

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

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

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

There diamonds and incense
And perfumes in fit for a king
But for one bird in a small cage
Maria had to bring

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

Then the Lord to her through the darkness
"Maria, brings you to me
If the bird in the 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 the rafters
On a that had healed good as new

Just the midnight bells rang out
And the little bird started to
A song that no words recapture
beauty was fit for a king

Now felt blessed just to listen
To that cascade of sweet and long
As her offering was lifted to
By the very first nightingale's