Good King Wenceslas
Jim Brickman Lyrics


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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 knows 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's fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me fur logs, hither
Thou and I will see him dine
Here we bear him 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 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

Overall Meaning

The song "Good King Wenceslas" is a traditional Christmas carol that was published in 1853 in a collection of carols called "Carols for Christmas-tide." The song tells the story of King Wenceslas, who was a real-life king in the 10th century who ruled what is now the Czech Republic. On the Feast of Stephen, which is the day after Christmas, Wenceslas looked out and saw poor people struggling to stay warm in the bitter cold winter. He called for his page and together they went to bring the poor man food and fuel.


The lyrics of the song describe the journey taken by the king and his page through the snow and cold weather to bring aid to the poor man. The page expresses his concern about the harsh weather conditions, but the king encourages him to follow in his footsteps and to trust that they will be able to brave the conditions to help the poor man. The final verse of the song is a message to Christian men to follow in Wenceslas' example by blessing the poor, thus finding their own blessing.


Overall, "Good King Wenceslas" is a song that celebrates the spirit of giving and selflessness. It encourages people to look beyond their own comfort and to help those who are less fortunate, even in the harshest of conditions.


Line by Line Meaning

Good King Wenceslas looked out
Good King Wenceslas took a glance outside


On the feast of Stephen
On Saint Stephen's Day


When the snow lay 'round about
When the snow covered everything around him


Deep and crisp and even
The snow was thick, cold and beautiful


Brightly shone the moon that night
The moon was shining bright and beautiful that night


Though the frost was cruel
Although the weather was extremely cold


When a poor man came in sight
When a poor man was seen by Wenceslas


Gathering winter fuel
Collecting wood to have heat during cold winter


Hither, page and stand by me
Come here, my page, and stand by my side


If thou knows it telling
Do you know anything about this poor man, tell me


Yonder peasant, who is he?
Who is that man over there?


Where and what his dwelling?
Where does he live and what does he do?


Sire, he lives a good league hence
He lives a long distance from here, my lord


Underneath the mountain
He lives at the bottom of the mountain


Right against the forest fence
Just beside the fence of the forest


By Saint Agnes's fountain
Near the fountain of Saint Agnes


Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me meat and wine to offer him


Bring me fur logs, hither
Bring me some fur logs here as well


Thou and I will see him dine
We will sit down with him and dine together


Here we bear him thither
Let's go with him to his home


Page and monarch, forth they went
The page and the king left together


Forth they went together
Both of them walked outside together


Through the rude wind's wild lament
Through the rough and cold wind's howling


And the bitter weather
During the harsh and bitter weather


Sire, the night is darker now
The night has become darker now, my lord


And the wind blows stronger
The wind has gotten heavier


Fails my heart, I know not how
I feel disheartened, and I can't explain why


I can go no longer
I can't continue to walk anymore


Mark my footsteps, good my page
Follow my footsteps, my good page


Tread thou in them boldly
Step on them confidently


Thou shall find the winter's rage
You'll experience the harshness of the winter's weather


Freeze thy blood less coldly
But the experience will be less cold than if you braved it alone


In his master's steps he trod
The page followed the king's footsteps


Where the snow lay dinted
Where the snow showed that the king had already walked there


Heat was in the very sod
The ground was warm where the king had walked


Which the Saint had printed
St. Wenceslas had left footsteps, and they were warm


Therefore, Christian men, be sure
So, all Christian men should be aware


Wealth or rank possessing
Regardless of their status or wealth


Ye, who now will bless the poor
Those who will help the poor


Shall yourselves find blessing
Will themselves receive blessings




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: EVAN JOLLY

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