When hands are united, and hearts are entwined,
And the bond of affection endorsed by the mind;
When the heart's warm devotion our reason approves,
And respect ever dwells with the graces and loves;
Then home is a temple where peace is enshrined,
And the hearth is her altar, where nothing unkind
Is offered. The priestess is mother and wife:
Her offerings the fruits of her love and her life.
Such a home I have seen; it is thine. May it prove
For ever the temple of virtue and love!
May the flame on the altar, unwavering and clear,
The hearth cheer and brighten through many a year!