The Holly and the Ivy

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 Oh, the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the merry bells Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a blossom As white as lily flower And Mary bore sweet Jesus To be our dear Savior Oh, the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the merry bells Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a bark As bitter as the gall And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ For He would lead us all Oh, the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the merry bells Sweet singing in the choir