Judy Collins
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 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


Mirror lyrics:

Shall yourselves find blessing

Ye, who now will bless the poor

Wealth or rank possessing

Therefore, Christian men, be sure

Which the Saint had printed

Heat was in the very sod

Where the snow lay dinted

In his master's steps he trod

Freeze thy blood less coldly

Thou shall find the winter's rage

Tread thou in them boldly

Mark my footsteps, good my page

I can go no longer

Fails my heart, I know not how

And the wind blows stronger

Sire, the night is darker now

And the bitter weather

Through the rude wind's wild lament

Forth they went together

Page and monarch, forth they went

Here we bear him thither

Thou and I will see him dine

Bring me fur logs, hither

Bring me flesh and bring me wine

By Saint Agnes's fountain

Right against the forest fence

Underneath the mountain

Sire, he lives a good league hence

Where and what his dwelling?

Yonder peasant, who is he?

If thou knows it telling

Hither, page and stand by me

Gathering winter fuel

When a poor man came in sight

Though the frost was cruel

Brightly shone the moon that night

Deep and crisp and even

When the snow lay 'round about

On the feast of Stephen

Good King Wenceslas looked out


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