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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 holly bears the crown
O the rusing of the sun
And the running of the deer
The laying of the merry organ
Sweet singing all in the choir
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
To do poor sinners good
The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
To be our sweet Saviour
The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
For to redeem us all
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
On Christmas Day in the morn
Oh the holly bears a flower
As white as any milk
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
All wrapped up in silk
