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| + | !<big> Good King Wenceslas </big> | ||
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| + | [[Hymns Index|Hymns]] | [[Christian Songs Index|Songs]] | ||
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| + | "Good King Wenceslas" is a well known [[Christmas carol]] | ||
| − | + | ==Lyrics== | |
| − | + | Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen | |
| − | {{ | + | When the snow lay round-a-bout, deep and crisp and even |
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| + | Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel | ||
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| + | When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel | ||
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| + | "Hither page, and stand by me, if thou knowest it telling," | ||
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| + | "Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?" | ||
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| + | "Sire he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain" | ||
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| + | "Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain" | ||
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| + | "Bring me flesh, and bring me wine, bring me pine-logs hither" | ||
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| + | "Thou and I shall see him dine, when we bear them thither" | ||
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| + | Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together | ||
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| + | Through the rude wind's wild lament, and the bitter weather | ||
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| + | "Sire the night is darker now, and the wind grows stronger" | ||
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| + | "Fails my heart I know not how, I can go no longer" | ||
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| + | "Mark my footsteps my good page, treat thou in them boldly" | ||
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| + | "Thou shalt find the winter's rage, freeze thy blood less coldly" | ||
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| + | In his master's steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted | ||
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| + | Heat was in the very sod, which the saint had printed | ||
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| + | Therefore, Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing | ||
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| + | Ye who will now bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing | ||
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| + | {{returnto}} [[Christian music]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Christian music]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Christmas carols]] | ||
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"Good King Wenceslas" is a well known Christmas carol
Lyrics
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round-a-bout, 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 knowest 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 grows stronger"
"Fails my heart I know not how, I can go no longer"
"Mark my footsteps my good page, treat 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 dinted
Heat was in the very sod, which the saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing
Ye who will now bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing
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