The Holly and the Ivy

Lyrics founded by silvertone98
 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
 O the rising of the sun
 And the running of the deer
 The playing of the merry organ
 Sweet singing of the choir
 The holly bears a blossom
 As white as lily flower
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
 To be our sweet Saviour
 O the rising of the sun
 And the running of the deer
 The playing of the merry organ
 Sweet singing of the choir
 The holly bears a berry
 As red as any blood
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
 To do poor sinners good
 O the rising of the sun
 And the running of the deer
 The playing of the merry organ
 Sweet singing of the choir
 The holly bears a prickle
 As sharp as any thorn;
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
 On Christmas Day in the morn.
 O the rising of the sun
 And the running of the deer
 The playing of the merry organ
 Sweet singing of the choir
 The holly bears a bark
 As bitter as any gall;
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
 For to redeem us all.
 O the rising of the sun
 And the running of the deer
 The playing of the merry organ
 Sweet singing of the choir