Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor girl named Maria
Was to market one day
She stopped for a rest by the
a bird with a broken wing lay
A few moments till she saw it
For it's feathers were covered sand
But soon and wrapped it was travelling
In the warmth of Maria's small

She happily her last peso
On a cage made of and twine
She fed it corn from the market
And watched it stronger with time

Now the Christmas Eve service was
And the shone with tinsel and light
And all of the townfolks brought
To lay by the that night
There diamonds and incense
And
In fit for a king
But for one bird in a small cage
Maria had nothing to

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

a voice spoke to her through the darkness
Maria, what you to me
If the bird in the is your offering
the door 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 had healed good as new

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

Now Maria felt just to listen
To that of notes sweet and long
As her offerings was lifted to
By the very first song