The Holly and The Ivy (MacDonald) Ely Cathedral Choir

Ely Cathedral is one of those places where music lifts the soul towards heaven in surroundings that are sublime. The Girl Choristers of Ely Cathedral Choir sing an arrangement of 'The Holly and The Ivy' set to music by their Director of Music, Sarah MacDonald. #ChristmasAtEly

[@hudsonbailey674]

I can only wish that Christmas were year long with such illustrious cathedrals as Ely. Such citadels were one of my favorite sights in the UK.

[@soupdragon151]

Ely is stunning especially the octagon never been there at christmas though

[@chrismorrow99]

Amazing organist! Very well done

[@paganjulian69]

Very nice!

[@andre26071955]

Who is the organist? This guy is doing it very well!

[@calebwidogussy452]

That is some immense power to be produced by so few girls with such a male-centric piece. Phenomenal.

[@thesaucegroup1877]

Oh shut up cringe Liberal feminist. Fk off

[@Arturo7881]

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
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of 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
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly 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
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall;
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir.