Good King Wenceslas (Kindness)

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

Bring me meat 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

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 folk, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing
Blessing

Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight

Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine alight (let it shine, shine, shine)
Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine

Let our kindness shine alight
Let our kindness shine



Credits
Writer(s): Gareth Gilkeson, Chris Llewellyn, Domain Writer Public
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