Good King Wenceslas
Kids - Children"Good King Wenceslas" is a song by Kids - Children, released in 2009 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:40 long and contains 40 lines and 213 words.
0:09Good king wenceslas looked out
0:12On the feast of stephen
0:15When the snow lay 'round about
0:18Deep and crisp and even
0:22Brightly shone the moon that night
0:25Though the frost was cruel
0:29When a poor man came in sight
0:32Gathering winter fuel
0:40Hither page and stand by me
0:44If thou knows it telling
0:47Yonder peasant who is he
0:50Where and what his dwelling
0:54Sire he lives a good league hence
0:57Underneath the mountain
1:01Right against the forest fence
1:04By saint agnes's fountain
1:13Bring me flesh and bring me wine
1:16Bring me fur logs hither
1:19Thou and i will see him dine
1:23Here we bear him thither
1:26Page and monarch forth they went
1:29Forth they went together
1:33Through the rude wind's wild lament
1:36And the bitter weather
1:45Sire the night is darker now
1:48And the wind blows stronger
1:51Fails my heart i know not how
1:55I can go no longer
1:58Mark my footsteps good my page
2:02Tread thou in them boldly
2:05Thou shall find the winter's rage
2:08Freeze thy blood less coldly
2:17In his master's steps he trod
2:20Where the snow lay dinted
2:23Heat was in the very sod
2:27Which the saint had printed
2:30Therefore christian men be sure
2:34Wealth or rank possessing
2:37Ye who now will bless the poor
2:40Shall yourselves find blessing
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 knows 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's fountain Bring me flesh and bring me wine Bring me fur logs hither Thou and i will see him dine Here we bear him 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
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