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Good King Wenceslas

Hymnal: Christmas Carols New and Old #10 (1871) First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out Tune Title: [Good King Wenceslas looked out]

Good King Wenceslas

Hymnal: The Joy of Christmas #28 (1978) First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out Tune Title: [Good King Wenceslas looked out]
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Good King Wenceslas looked out

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: Children's Praise #67 (1871) Languages: English Tune Title: [Good King Wenceslas looked out]
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Good King Wenceslas looked out

Author: John Mason Neale Hymnal: A Treasury of Hymns #100 (1953) Languages: English Tune Title: [Good King Wenceslas looked out]
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Good King Wenceslas looked out

Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: Carols Old and Carols New #415 (1916) Topics: Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: [Good King Wenceslas looked out]
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Good King Wenceslas

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: Timeless Truths #329 Meter: 13.13.13.14 First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen Lyrics: 1 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, gath’ring winter fuel. 2 “Hither, page, and stand by me, if you 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.” 3 “Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither, You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.” Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather. 4 “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 now in them boldly, You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.” 5 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, while God’s gifts possessing, You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing. Scripture: Luke 14:13-14 Tune Title: TEMPUS ADEST FLORIDUM
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Good King Wenceslas

Author: John Mason Neale (1818-1866) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #145 (1998) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out Lyrics: 1 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. 2 “Hither, page, and stand by me, if thou knowest 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 St. Agnes’ fountain.” 3 “Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither; thou and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.” Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, through the rude wind’s wild lament, and the bitter weather. 4 “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 shalt find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.” 5 In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted; heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed. Therefore, Christians all, be sure, wealth or rank possessing, ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing. Topics: Christmas; Stephen; Epiphany Scripture: Psalm 112 Languages: English Tune Title: TEMPUS ADEST FLORIDUM
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Good King Wenceslas

Author: John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #242 (2000) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out Lyrics: 1 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, gath'ring winter fuel. 2 '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 St. Agnes’ fountain.' 3 'Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither; thou and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.' Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together; through the rude wind’s wild lament, and the bitter weather. 4 '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 shalt find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.' 5 In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted; heat was in the very sod which the Saint had printed. Therefore, Christians all, be sure, wealth or rank possessing, ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing. Topics: Christmas Scripture: Psalm 40:1 Languages: English Tune Title: TEMPUS ADEST FLORIDUM

Good King Wenceslas looked out

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: Anglican Hymns Old and New (Rev. and Enl.) #267 (2008) Languages: English Tune Title: GOOD KING WENCESLAS
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Good King Wenceslas

Author: John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1968 First Line: Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen Lyrics: 1. 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. 2. Hither, page, and stand by me, if you 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. 3. Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither, You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither. Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather. 4. 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 now in them boldly, You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly. 5. 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, You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing. Languages: English Tune Title: TEMPUS ADEST FLORIDUM

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