’tis the season for Love

it took an infant seemingly helpless

(all God’s holy heaven host watching)

soft flesh ’n blood in a rocky barren land

who withstood all assault

who walked, worked, and was there

he gave sight to blind people

took fish ’n bread ’n multiplied it

and distributed his light everywhere he went

chased out spirits evil that were making some crazy

made so many well who’d been sick

(an’ he’s still doin’ it today)

evil fallen watchers were watching him trying hard

trying hard to kill him, make him stumble

trying hard to make him use violence

hard to make him stumble

hard to accuse him, hard to make humans hate him

hard to make people curse him, hard to make ’em lie about him

evil fallen watchers used trances, dances, wizardry, black arts magical,

all manner of demon powers and spat in his face

(still goes on today)

and he the child who entered into our physical realm

he without violence 

let them perform violence upon him

it’s how he defeated the illuminated one, lucifer

the enemy of man’s soul

he without violence

let them perform violence upon him

let them nail his naked innocent form on a wooden cross

(roman invention for criminals of the lowest kind)

and this is how the son of God

(love in human flesh)

defeated the evil one, criminal of the lowest kind

(we’re no match for him, but the Son is)

hater of man who eats men’s souls and spits ’em out

the son rose, oh holy night the stars are brightly shining

the hater of man fights still, his time of end is near

oh happy day