Good King Wenceslas Lyrics

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, tho' the frost was
cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gath'ring winter fuel.

Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even