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Undo revision 665206 by Pope Urban VI (Talk)
The holy and the ivy, now they are both well grown
Of all the trees within the wood, the holy bears the crown
O the rising of the sun, the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweat singing in the choir
Sweet singing in the choir
The holly bears a blossom, as white as any flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, to be our sweet saviour
O the rising of the sun, the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweat singing in the choir
Sweet singing in 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, the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweat singing in the choir
Sweet singing in the choir
The holy 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, the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweat singing in the choir
Sweet singing in the choir
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[[Category:Christian music]]
[[Category:Christmas carols]]
