The Holly and The Ivy

Christmastime is here... unless you don't celebrate Christmas. But for those who do...

Reflecting on the Lessons and Carols service I heard in church last Sunday, I rewrote the lyrics to the classic Christmas song "The Holly and The Ivy" to bring the Ivy into prominence alongside the Holly--Jesus' life alongside Jesus' death. The lyrics appear under the cut.

Happy Holidays to all, and to all a good night!

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 two do share the crown.

Oh, the rising of the sun and the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir.

The Holly bears a blossom as white as lily flower,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ to be our sweet savior.

Oh, the rising of the sun and the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir.

The Ivy climbs o'er walls so that it might reach the sun,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ to unite us all as one.

Oh, the rising of the sun and the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ, 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.

Oh, the rising of the sun and the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir.

The Ivy keeps its green'ry wherever it is found,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, who is with us all year 'round.

Oh, the rising of the sun and the running of the deer,The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir.

The Holly and The Ivy, when they are both full-grown,

Of all the trees that are in the wood, the two do wear the crown.