The Holly and the Ivy

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The Holly and the Ivy

When they are both full grown

Of all the trees that are in the wood

The holy bears the crown

 

Chorus: O The rising of the sun

And the running of the deer

The playing of the merry organ

Sweet singing in the choir

 

The holly bears a blossom,

As white as the lily flower,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To be our sweet Saviour:

 

The holly bears a berry,

As red as any blood,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To do poor sinners good:

 

The holly bears a prickle,

As sharp as any thorn,

And Mary bore Sweet Jesus Christ

On Christmas day in the morn:

 

The holly bears a bark,

As bitter as any gall,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

For to redeem us all:

 

The holly and the ivy,

When they are both full grown,

Of all the trees that are in the wood,

The holly bears the crown:


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