You’re probably getting sick of my carols… but I just can’t help it.
Ever since O’Reilly, one of the least Christ-influenced people I’ve seen on TV, declared war on Christmas (I got that right, didn’t I? Certainly, he seems against Jesus and all he stood for), I’ve been obsessed with Christmas carols.
OK, maybe I get them a little wrong, too…
Oh, Come, All Ye Faithful
Oh, come, all ye faithful,
Long-suffering, yet triumphant!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to stop the mayhem.
Come and let’s scold them,
Those rulers of America.
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them,
They wrecked our good name.
Sing, choirs of angry ones,
Sing in exultation;
Sing, all ye citizens to heav’n above!
Our time has come,
Jail to the highest;
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them,
They wrecked our good name.
Yea, World, we greet thee,
Put aside your mourning;
Our honor back to you is giv’n.
The son of the father,
Now has lost his power;
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them;
Oh, come, let us abhor them,
They wrecked our good name.
