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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

Gathering winter fuel



Hither, page, and stand by me

If thou knowst 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 will 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 my good page

Tread thou in them boldly

Thou shalt find the winter's rage 

Freeze thy blood less coldly



In his master's steps he trod

Where the snow lay dented

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