Loreena Mckennitt - Good King Wenceslas
Lyrics By John Mason Neale) 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 If Thou Know'st It, Telling "hither, Page, And Stand By Me, Yonder Peasant, Who Is He? Where And What His Dwelling?" "sire, He Lives A Good League Hence, Right Against The Forest Fence Underneath The Mountain 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 And The Wind Blows Stronger "sire, The Night Is Darker Now Fails My Heart, I Know Not How I Can Go No Longer." "mark My Footsteps, Good My Page Tread Thou In Them Boldly Freeze Thy Blood Less Coldly." In His Master's Step He Trod Thou Shall Find The Winter's Rage Where The Snow Lay Dinted Heat Was In The Very Sod Which The Saint Had Printed Therefore, Christian Men, Be Sure Ye, Who Now Will Bless The Poor Shall Yourselves Find Blessingwealth Or Rank Possessing
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