Good King Wenceslas
I finished work for Christmas this morning at 6am.
While at work, I was singing along to myself, as I often do and eventually got around to ‘Good King Wenceslas’. As I began, I thought about the words.
Did Wenceslas say to the poor man ‘we won’t give you something for nothing or you’ll become dependent on it and won’t learn to help yourself’; no, he made preparations to feed and warm the man in his [Wenceslas’s] own home.
Did he go out and take his gathered fuel, telling him he was doing him a favour, since gathering more would keep him warm and he’d burn less fuel?; no, he bade his page fetch pine logs to warm the man.
Did he offer the poor man his gathered wood back in exchange for doing a few jobs around the castle?; no, he called for ‘flesh and wine’ to feed him.
Perhaps there are those amongst the political and economic classes that should take a leaf from his book, and as most profess their Christianity, should read the last few lines-
“Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing”