Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

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

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

She gave her last peso
On a cage made of rushes and
She fed it loose corn from the
And watched it stronger with time

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

There were and incense
And in packages fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small
Maria had nothing to

She waited till just midnight
So no one see her go in
And she knelt by the manger
For her gift was 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 the bird flew
Soaring up into the
On a wing had healed good as new

then the midnight bells rang out
And the little bird to sing
A that no words could recapture
beauty was fit for a king

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