The Rebel Jesus Lyrics - The Bells Of Dublin - The Chieftains

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 

Theyll 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.