Are filled
With laughter
And light
And the music
Of the season
And the
Merchants' windows
Are all bright
With the faces
Of the children
And the families
Hurrying
To their homes
As the sky darkens
And freezes
They'll be gathering
Around the hearths
And tales
Giving thanks
For all god's graces
And the birth
Of the rebel Jesus
Well they call him
By the prince
Of peace
And they call him
By the Savior
And they pray
To him
Upon the seas
And in every
Bold endeavor
As they fill
His churches
With their pride
And gold
And their faith
In him increases
But they've
Turned the nature
That I worshipped in
From a temple
To a robber's den
In the words
Of the rebel Jesus
We guard our world
With locks and guns
And we guard
Our fine possessions
And once a year
When Christmas comes
We give
To our relations
And perhaps we give
A little to the poor
If the generosity
Should seize us
But if any one of us
Should interfere
In the business of why
They are poor
They get the same
As the rebel Jesus
But please
Forgive me
If I seem
To take the tone
Of judgement
For I've no wish
To come between
This day
And your enjoyment
In this life
Of hardship
And of earthly toil
We have need
For anything
That frees us
So I bid you
Pleasure
And I bid you
Cheer
From a heathen
And a pagan
On the side
Of the Rebel Jesus
All the streets Are filled With laughter And light And the music Of the season And the Merchants' windows Are all bright With the faces Of the children And the families Hurrying To their homes As the sky darkens And freezes They'll be gathering Around the hearths And tales Giving thanks For all god's graces And the birth Of the rebel Jesus Well they call him By the prince Of peace And they call him By the Savior And they pray To him Upon the seas And in every Bold endeavor As they fill His churches With their pride And gold And their faith In him increases But they've Turned the nature That I worshipped in From a temple To a robber's den In the words Of the rebel Jesus We guard our world With locks and guns And we guard Our fine possessions And once a year When Christmas comes We give To our relations And perhaps we give A little to the poor If the generosity Should seize us But if any one of us Should interfere In the business of why They are poor They get the same As the rebel Jesus But please Forgive me If I seem To take the tone Of judgement For I've no wish To come between This day And your enjoyment In this life Of hardship And of earthly toil We have need For anything That frees us So I bid you Pleasure And I bid you Cheer From a heathen And a pagan On the side Of the Rebel Jesus Explain Request ×
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