The Holly and the Ivy - Saint Paul's Choir

What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While the good shepherds watch are keeping So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh Come peasant, king to own Him The King of Kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring Him laud The babe, the son of Mary Oh raise, oh raise this song on high His mother sings her lullaby Oh joy, oh joy for Christ is born The babe and the son of Mary The holly and the ivy When they are both full grown Of all the trees That are in the wood, The holly wears the crown The rising of the sun 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 Saviour The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing in the choir

The holly and the ivy When they are full grown Of all the trees in the wood The holly bears the crown The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly wears a blossom As white as any flower And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To be our Saviour The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a berry As red as any blood And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To do sinners good The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a prickle As sharp as any thorn And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ On Christmas Day in the morn The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a bark As bitter as any gall And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To redeem us all The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly and the ivy When they are full grown Of all the trees in the wood The holly bears the crown The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the organ Sweet singing in the choir

Just let me know If you think I'm still the same Or if you see how I've grown I wanna let you see what I been thinking Outside I can't deny It's not the right time to get through to you Found me on a lonely night Only one time but at least I felt it I try to get a glimpse from far away It's hard for you to read what's on my face Lying in a constant state of forgetting myself, hating my name Forgetting myself, hating my name Stuck in a phase I wish I could travel back in time and See what I could change I used to think I knew what to believe in Versions of myself colliding Never could find the one that I could stay In character for more than a couple days I try to get a glimpse from far away It's hard for you to read what's on my face Lying in a constant state of forgetting myself, hating my name Forgetting myself, hating my name Oh, another blacked out time of night Something in my head stops feeling right Sleeping in the car again I need confidence to take me for a ride I try to get a glimpse from far away It's hard for you to read what's on my face Lying in a constant state of forgetting myself, hating my name Oh, another blacked out time of night Something in my head stops feeling right Sleeping in the car again Forgetting myself, hating my name