UNKNOWN


Good King Wenceslas Lyrics

GOOD KING WENCESLAS

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 pinelogs
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 winds wild lament, and the bitter
weather.

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows
stronger
Fails my heart I know now 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 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.

Correct these lyrics

Watch Unknown Good King Wenceslas video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
374c5da54fa5fe6e4e5ccc80af205647

check amazon for Good King Wenceslas mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by kaan

Songwriter(s): Harry Deacon, Traditional, Ben Hobbs, John Harris
Record Label(s): 2009 IML Irish Music Licensing Ltd
Official lyrics by

Rate Good King Wenceslas by Unknown (current rating: N/A)
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
Meaning to "Good King Wenceslas" song lyrics no entries yet
required
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 50 characters