Kids song 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 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 St. Agnes fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see Him dine
When we bring Him thither
Page and monarch forth they went
Onward both together
Through the rude winds wild lament
And the bitter weather

Thou shall find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly
In His masters steps He trod
Where the snow lay dented
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

In His masters steps He trod
Where the snow lay tinted
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