Good King Wenceslas
Roger Whittaker 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 shown 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 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 pine logs hither.
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear the 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.
Ark 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 step 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

Overall Meaning

"Good King Wenceslas" is a popular Christmas carol that tells the story of King Wenceslas, the Duke of Bohemia, who goes out on the feast of Stephen (December 26th) to bring charity to a poor man during a harsh winter. The song begins with King Wenceslas standing by the window, looking out at the snowy landscape. Despite the bitter cold, the moon shines brightly, allowing him to see a poor man gathering winter fuel. The king calls upon his page and asks him to accompany him on this charitable mission. They set out through the rough winds and bitter weather, guided by the light of the moon.


As they journey through the snow, the page becomes weary and expresses his doubts about continuing. However, the king encourages the page to follow in his footsteps, assuring him that they will find warmth and purpose in helping the poor man. The final verse serves as a moral lesson, reminding listeners that those who bless the poor and needy will themselves find blessings.


Line by Line Meaning

Good King Wenceslas looked out
The king, named Wenceslas, observed


On the feast of Stephen
On the day of Saint Stephen's celebration


When the snow lay round about
With the presence of snow all around


Deep and crisp and even
Thick, crunchy, and uniform


Brightly shown the moon that night
The moon shone brightly in the night sky


Though the frost was cruel
Despite the harshness of the freezing cold


When a poor man came in sight
When a destitute man appeared before him


Gathering winter fuel
Collecting materials to keep warm during winter


Hither, page, and stand by me
Come here, assistant, and support me


If thou know it telling
If you have any knowledge, speak


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


Where and what his dwelling?
Where does he live and what is his abode like?


Sire, he lives a good league hence
Sir, he resides a considerable distance away


Underneath the mountain
Beneath the mountain's presence


Right against the forest fence
Directly adjacent to the forest's boundary


By Saint Agnes fountain
Next to the fountain dedicated to Saint Agnes


Bring me flesh, and bring me wine
Provide me with meat and wine


Bring me pine logs hither
Bring pine logs to this location


Thou and I will see him dine
You and I will witness him eating


When we bear him thither
When we transport him to this place


Page and monarch, forth they went
The assistant and the king, they ventured forth


Forth they went together
They proceeded together


Through the rude wind's wild lament
Amidst the harsh wind's fervent sorrow


And the bitter weather
And the unforgiving climate


Sire, the night is darker now
Sir, the night has grown even darker


And the wind blows stronger
And the wind blows with greater force


Fails my heart, I know not how
My heart weakens, though I am unsure of the cause


I can go no longer
I am unable to continue any further


Ark my footsteps, my good page
Pay attention to my footsteps, my loyal assistant


Tread thou in them boldly
Walk confidently in my path


Thou shalt find the winter's rage
You will discover the fury of winter


Freeze thy blood less coldly
Freeze your blood with less severity


In his master's step he trod
He walked in his master's footsteps


Where the snow lay dented
Where the snow was imprinted by footsteps


Heat was in the very sod
The ground itself retained warmth


Which the saint had printed
Which had been created by the saint's footprints


Therefore, Christian men, be sure
As a result, Christian men, be certain


Wealth or rank possessing
Whether possessing wealth or social status


Ye who now will bless the poor
You who are willing to bless the impoverished


Shall yourselves find blessing
Shall also discover blessings for yourselves




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Comments from YouTube:

@epicrapfan73

He should have done this in his 1984 Christmas album like he did with God Rest You Merry Gentlemen!

@Atalanta01

My favourite version of the song. 

@Sailorsunrise1

I found this:
Good King Wenceslas
Roger Whittaker
From the Album Christmas With The Stars
30 Nov 2009
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Good King Wenceslas

From the album Christmas Crooners and Divas
2004
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Christmas Crooners
2009
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But i thing, i have see this song by a LP from 1971. But im not sure ^^

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