Rebel Jesus Lyrics - The Mcgarrigle Christmas Hour - Kate & Anna Mcgarrigle

All the streets are filled with laughter and light 

And the music of the season 

And the merchant's windows are all bright 

With the faces of the children 

And the families hurry into their homes 

As the sky darkens and freezes 

We'll be gathering around our hearths and tables 

Giving thanks for 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 seats 

And in every bold endeavor 

And they fill His churches with their pride and gold 

As their faith in Him increases 

But they've turned the nature that I worship 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 anyone of us should interfere 

In the business of why there are poor 

We get the same as the rebel Jesus 

But pardon me if I have seemed 

To take the tone of judgment 

For I've no wish to come between 

This day and your enjoyment 

In a life of hardship and of earthly toil 

There's a 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