Michael W. Smith
Memoirs A Trilogy

The Voice

Follow the footsteps

Or travel down your own road

Designing your fate

Hear what your heart says

Still you decide which way to go

Your life's an open gate

(CHORUS)

'Le bon et 'le mal

These are the voices

We nous somme liberti'

We make the choices

Echoes of laughter

Dancing in distant corridors

With the tears of hearts undone

Dreams we chase after

Give us the key to any door

We are what we become

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Holding and reaching

We face the calm, we face the fear

As we learn to win and love

Voices and speaking

Still we hear what we want to hear

Our life is ours to choose

Chorus

Good King Wenceslaus

Good King Wenceslaus 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 not 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.

Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing o'er the plains

And the mountains in reply

Echo back their joyus strains

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Come to Bethlehem and see

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Him whose birth the angels sing

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Come adore on bended knee

Christ the Lord the newborn king

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Angels we have heard on high

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Sweetly singing o'er the plains

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth

With us sing our Savior's birth

Gloria O Gloria in exelsis Deo (x8)

Alleluia


Mirror lyrics:

Alleluia

Gloria O Gloria in exelsis Deo (x8)

With us sing our Savior's birth

Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Sweetly singing o'er the plains

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Angels we have heard on high

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Christ the Lord the newborn king

Come adore on bended knee

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Him whose birth the angels sing

(Gloria O sing Gloria)

Come to Bethlehem and see

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Echo back their joyus strains

And the mountains in reply

Sweetly singing o'er the plains

Angels we have heard on high

Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.

Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing,

Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed

In his master's steps he trod where the snow lay dinted

Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly.

Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly

Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger

Through the rude winds wild lament, and the bitter weather.

Page and monarch forth they went, forth they went together

Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them thither

Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither

Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.

Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,

Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?

Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling

When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.

Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,

When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.

Good King Wenceslaus looked out on the feast of Stephen.

Good King Wenceslaus

Chorus

Our life is ours to choose

Still we hear what we want to hear

Voices and speaking

As we learn to win and love

We face the calm, we face the fear

Holding and reaching

(REPEAT CHORUS)

We are what we become

Give us the key to any door

Dreams we chase after

With the tears of hearts undone

Dancing in distant corridors

Echoes of laughter

We make the choices

We nous somme liberti'

These are the voices

'Le bon et 'le mal

(CHORUS)

Your life's an open gate

Still you decide which way to go

Hear what your heart says

Designing your fate

Or travel down your own road

Follow the footsteps

The Voice


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