调：F major•
Verse 1
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Good King Wenceslaus looked out
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On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
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Deep and crisp and even
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Brightly shone the moon that night
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Though the frost was cruel
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When a poor man came in sight
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Gathering winter fuel
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If thou know'st its telling.
Yonder peasant, who is he?
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Where and what his dwelling?
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Sir, he lives a goodly kins,
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Underneath the mountain,
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Right against the forest's fence,
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By St. Agnes' fountain.
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and the wind blows stronger.
There's my heart, I know not how,
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I can go no longer.
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Mark my footsteps, my good page,
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tread thou in them boldly.
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Thou shalt find the winter's rage,
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freeze thy blood less coldly.
In His master's steps He trod,
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Where the snow lay tinted.
He was in the very spot
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Which the saint had printed.
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Therefore, Christian, then be sure,
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Wealth or rank possessing,
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We who now will bless the poor,
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Shall yourselves find blessings.
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