Christmas Carols Good King Wenceslas Lyrics

Good King Wenceslas Lyrics

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the Feast of Stephen
When the snow lay
'round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that
night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in
sight
Gath'ring winter fuel.

"Hither, page, and stand by me
If
thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his
dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the
mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes'
fountain."

"Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine-logs
hither
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we bear them thither."
Page
and monarch, forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude
wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather.

"Sire, the night is darker
now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go
no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, good my page
Tread thou in them
boldly
Thou shall find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less
coldly."

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay
dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore
Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye, who now will bless
the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.