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DAll the streets are filled with laughter and light
And the musicG of the season, A
And the merchDants' windows are all bright
With the facesDmaj7 of the childrBmen,
And the familGies hurrying to their homesD
As the sky Gdarkens and freezes D
Will be gathGering around their hearths and Dtables
Giving thanBmks for God's graces A
And the birth of tGhe rebel Jesus. A D
Well, they call hDim by The Prince of Peace
And they call hGim by The Savior, A
And they pray toD him upon the seas
And in eveDmaj7ry bold endeavor,Bm
And they fill Ghis churches with their pride and golDd
As their faithG in him increases, D
But they've turnedG the nature that I worship in D
From a templBme to "a robbers'A den,"
In the wordGs of the rebel JeAsus. D
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We guardD our world with locks and guns
And we guard Gour fine possessions, A
And onceD a year when Christmas comes
We giDmaj7ve to our relatiBmons,
And perhaps Gwe give a little to the poorD
If the genGerosity should seize us, D
But if anGy one of us should interfere D
In the busBminess of why thAey are poor,
They get the same as theG rebel Jesus. A D
But pardDon me if I have seemed
To takGe the tone of judgmentA,
For I'vDe no wish to come between
This daDmaj7y and your enjoymentBm.
In this lifGe of hardship and of earthly toDil
There's a need fGor anything that frees us, D
So I bidG you pleasure and I bid you cheeDr
From a heatheBmn and a pagan A
On the side Gof the rebel JAesus. D
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