Good King Wenceslas (Kindness) - Rend Collective

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

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Ba-da-dada)

Bring me mead 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

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Ba-da-dada)

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