Christmas Songs 2 - The Christmas Guest

It happened one day near December's end


Two neighbors called on an old friend


And they found his shop so meager and lame


Made gay with a thousand bows of green


And Conrad was sittin' with face ashined


When he suddenly stopped as he stiched a twine


And he said "Oh friends at dawn today


When the cock was crowin' the night away


The Lord appeared in a dream to me


And said 'I'm comin' your guest to be.'


So I've been busy with feet astir


And strewin' my shop with branches of fir


The table is spread and the kettle is shined


And over the rafters the holly is twined


Now I'll wait for my Lord to appear


And listen closely so I will hear His step


As He nears my humble place


And I'll open the door and look on His face"


So his friends went home and left Conrad alone


For this was the happiest day he'd known


For long since his family had passed away


And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day


But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas guest


This Christmas would be the dearest and best


So he listened with only joy in his heart


And with every sound he would rise with a start


And look for the Lord to be at his door


Like the vision he'd had a few hours before


So he ran to the window after hearin' a sound


But all he could see on the snow-covered ground


Was a shabby begger who's shoes were torn


And all of his clothes were ragged and worn


But Conrad was touched and he went to the door


And he said "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore


I have some shoes in my shop for you


And a coat that'll keep you warmer too"


So with grateful heart, the man went away


But Conrad noticed the time of day


And wondered what made the Lord so late


And how much longer he'd have to wait


When he heard a knock he ran to the door


But it was only a stranger once more


A bent ol' lady with a shawl of black


With a bundle of kindlin' piled on her back


She asked for only a place to rest


But that was reserved for Conrad's great guest


But her voice seemed to plead "Don't send me away


Let me rest for awhile on Christmas day"


So Conrad brewed her a steamin' cup


And told her to sit at the table and sup


But after she left he was filled with dismay


For he saw that the hours were slippin' away


And the Lord hadn't come as He said He would


And Conrad felt sure he'd misunderstood


When out of the stillness he heard a cry


"Please help me, and tell me where am I!"


So again he opened his friendly door


And stood disappointed as twice before


It was only a child who'd wandered away


And was lost from her family on Christmas day


Again, Conrad's heart was heavy and sad


But he knew he should make the little girl glad


So he called her in and he wiped her tears


And quieted all her childish fears


Then he led her back to her home once more


But as he entered his own darkened door


He knew the Lord was not comin' today


For the hours of Christmas had passed away


So he went to his room and he knelt down to pray


And he said "Dear Lord, why did You delay?


What kept You from comin' to call on me?


For I wanted so much Your Face to see"


When soft in the silence, a voice he heard


"Lift up your head, for I kept my word


Three times my shadow crossed your floor


And three times I came to your lonely door


I was the begger with bruised, cold feet


And I was the woman you gave somethin' to eat


I was the child on the homeless street.


Three times I knocked and three times I came in


And each time I found the warmth of a friend


Of all the gifts love is the best


And I was honored to be your Christmas guest."






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