Good King Wenceslas
The Concino Children's Chorus Lyrics
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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
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 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 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, my good 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
"Good King Wenceslas" is a Christmas carol that tells the story of a kind and generous king named Wenceslas who goes out into the cold winter night to help a poor man.
The song begins by describing how King Wenceslas looks out and sees the snow-covered landscape on the feast of Stephen, which is the day after Christmas. Although the weather is harsh and the frost is cruel, the moon shines brightly, illuminating the scene. It is in this wintry setting that Wenceslas spots a poor man gathering winter fuel, likely struggling to keep warm. This verse sets the stage for the King's decision to help the poor man.
Wenceslas then calls his page (a young attendant) and asks him about the peasant they see in the distance. The King wants to know who he is and where he lives. The page reveals that the peasant lives a good league (approximately three miles) away, close to the mountain and Saint Agnes' fountain near the forest fence. This information helps Wenceslas determine where they need to go to bring assistance to the poor man.
As they prepare to go, Wenceslas requests that the page bring him food and wine and gather pine logs for firewood. The King intends to share a meal with the poor man when they reach his dwelling. The page and Wenceslas embark on their journey together, braving the harsh winter elements, including the strong wind and bitter weather. This verse emphasizes their determination to reach the poor man and help him, despite the challenging conditions.
During their journey, the page expresses his concern about the worsening conditions: how the night is getting darker and the wind is blowing stronger, causing his heart to fail him. Feeling weak and unsure if he can continue, the page asks for guidance from his King. Wenceslas advises the page to follow his footsteps boldly, noting that by doing so, the page's blood will not freeze so coldly in the winter's rage. This verse demonstrates the belief that by following the path of kindness and generosity, even in difficult times, one can find warmth and solace.
The song concludes with a reflection on the significance of King Wenceslas' actions. It urges Christian listeners to be certain that regardless of their wealth or social status, they too can find blessings by helping the poor. The reference to the heat in the very sod, left by the footsteps of Saint Agnes, highlights the idea that acts of compassion are not only a moral duty but also have a profound spiritual impact.
In summary, "Good King Wenceslas" is a story of compassion and generosity. It encourages listeners to follow the example of King Wenceslas by reaching out and assisting those in need, regardless of the challenging circumstances. It also emphasizes the belief that helping the poor brings blessings not only to those being helped but also to those extending their support.
Line by Line Meaning
Good King Wenceslas looked out
The compassionate King Wenceslas peered outside
On the feast of Stephen
During the celebration of Saint Stephen
When the snow lay round about
With the snow covering everything
Deep and crisp and even
Thick and clean and smooth
Brightly shone the moon that night
The moon gleamed luminously that evening
Though the frost was cruel
Despite the harshness of the freezing cold
When a poor man came in sight
When a destitute man became visible
Gath'ring winter fuel
Collecting firewood for the winter
Hither, page, and stand by me
Come here, young squire, and stand beside me
If thou know'st it, telling
If you know, inform me
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
Your Majesty, he resides a considerable distance away
Underneath the mountain
Beneath the towering mountain
Right against the forest fence
Adjacent to the forest boundary
By Saint Agnes' fountain
Next to the fountain dedicated to Saint Agnes
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Retrieve meat and wine for me
Bring me pine logs hither
Carry pine logs here
Thou and I will see him dine
You and I will witness him having a meal
When we bear him thither
Once we transport him there
Page and monarch forth they went
The young squire and the king departed
Forth they went together
They went onward side by side
Through the rude wind's wild lament
Braving the harsh wind's mournful cry
And the bitter weather
And the severe cold climate
Sire, the night is darker now
Your Majesty, the night has grown even darker
And the wind blows stronger
And the wind blows more forcefully
Fails my heart, I know not how
My heart falters, and I cannot explain why
I can go no longer.
I can no longer continue
Mark my footsteps, my good page
Pay attention to my footprints, loyal squire
Tread thou in them boldly
Step confidently in my tracks
Thou shall find the winter's rage
You will encounter the wrath of winter
Freeze thy blood less coldly.
But it will freeze your blood less harshly.
In his master's steps he trod
He walked in his master's footsteps
Where the snow lay dinted
Where the snow showed the impression
Heat was in the very sod
Warmth emanated from the ground itself
Which the Saint had printed
Which the saint had left imprinted
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Hence, fellow Christians, be certain
Wealth or rank possessing
Whether possessing wealth or high status
Ye who now will bless the poor
Those who will now bestow blessings upon the impoverished
Shall yourselves find blessing
Shall discover blessings for yourselves
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