Song - "Love and harmony combine"

    And around our souls entwine

    While thy branches mix with mine，

    And our roots together join.

    Joys upon our branches sit，

    Chirping¹ loud and singing sweet；

    Like gentle streams beneath our feet

    Innocence² and virtue³ meet.

    Thou the golden fruit dost bear，

    I am clad in flowers fair；

    Thy sweet boughs⁴ perfume the air，

    And the turtle buildeth there.

    There she sits and feeds her young，

    Sweet I hear her mournful song；

    And thy lovely leaves among，

    There is love， I hear his tongue.

    There his charming nest doth lay，

    There he sleeps the night away；

    There he sports along the day，

    And doth among our branches play.