Loreena Mckennitt - Good King Wenceslas

Loreena Mckennitt

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
Gath'ring winter fuel

"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know'st 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 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 step 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 step 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
When we bear them thither."
Thou and I shall see him dine
Bring me pine-logs hither
"Bring me flesh and bring me wine

By Saint Agnes' 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 know'st it, telling
"Hither, page, and stand by me,

Gath'ring 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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