The Holly and the Ivy

 

MELODIE

  

The hol-ly and the i-vy, When they are both full grown, 
Of - all the trees that are in the wood, The - hol-ly bears the crown.  
The ris-ing of the sun - And the run-ning of the deer, 
The - play-ing of the mer-ry or-gan, Sweet sing-ing in the choir.  

The hol-ly bears the blos-som, As white as the li-ly flower, 
And - Ma-ry bore sweet Je-sus Christ To - be our sweet Sa-viour:  
The ris-ing of the sun - And the run-ning of the deer, 
The - play-ing of the mer-ry or-gan, Sweet sing-ing in the choir.  

The hol-ly bears a ber-ry, As red as a-ny blood, 
And - Ma-ry bore sweet Je-sus Christ To - do poor sin-ners good:  
The ris-ing of the sun - And the run-ning of the deer, 
The - play-ing of the mer-ry or-gan, Sweet sing-ing in the choir.  

The hol-ly bears a pric-kle, As sharp as a-ny thorn, 
And - Ma-ry bore sweet Je-sus Christ On - Christ-mas day in the morn.  
The ris-ing of the sun - And the run-ning of the deer, 
The - play-ing of the mer-ry or-gan, Sweet sing-ing in the choir.  

The hol-ly bears a bark, - As bit-ter as a-ny gall, 
And - Ma-ry bore sweet Je-sus Christ For - to re-deem us all:  
The ris-ing of the sun - And the run-ning of the deer, 
The - play-ing of the mer-ry or-gan, Sweet sing-ing in the choir.

  

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