In rosy mantle appears,
by tunes sweet awak'd,
the morning young and fair.
From the celestial vaults
pure harmony descends
on ravished earth.
Behold the blissful pair,
where hand in hand they go!
Their flaming looks express
what feels the grateful heart.
A louder praise of God
their lips shall utter soon.
Then let our voices ring,
united with their song!