The Holly & the Ivy lyrics

The holly and the ivy

When they are full grown

Of all the trees in the wood

The holly bears the crown

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly wears a blossom

As white as any flower

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To be our Saviour

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly bears a berry

As red as any blood

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To do sinners good

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly bears a prickle

As sharp as any thorn

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

On Christmas Day in the morn

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly bears a bark

As bitter as any gall

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To redeem us all

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir

The holly and the ivy

When they are full grown

Of all the trees in the wood

The holly bears the crown

The rising of the sun

The running of the deer

The playing of the organ

Sweet singing in the choir