Luyện nghe bài hát Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas out
On the of Stephen
When the snow lay about
Deep and crisp and

Brightly shone the moon that
Though the frost was
When a poor man came in
Gath'ring fuel

Hither, page, and by me
If know'st it, telling
peasant, who is he?
Where and what his

Sire, he lives a good league
the mountain
Right against the forest
By Agnes' fountain

Sire, the is darker now
And the wind stronger
my heart, I know not how
I can go no

my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in boldly
Thou shall the winter's rage
Freeze thy less coldly

In his master's he trod
the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the sod
Which the had printed

Therefore, men rejoice
Wealth or possessing
Ye, who now will bless the
Shall yourselves blessing