good king wenceslas
Singer:collins, judy
good king wenceslas looked out
when the snow lay 'round about
brightly shone the moon that night
though the frost was cruel
when a poor man came in sight
where and what his dwelling?
he lives a good league hence
right against the forest fence
by saint agnes's fountain
bring me flesh and bring me wine
thou and i will see him dine
through the rude wind's wild lament
and the wind blows stronger
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
which the saint had printed
wealth or rank possessing
who now will bless the poor
shall yourselves find blessing