Sweet love Annabel, accept this my praise,
Allow my soul to exalt wi' joy for the feelings you raise.
Sweet love, my soul unto thy is given,
Angels that coated thine beauty were not one but seven.

Sweet love I script to thee an epistle,
To mourn, to cry, to regret but why...
Sweet love, I tune to you a hymn,
To dance, to sing, to forget but why.

Sweet love Annabel, accept this your song...
That you should sit wi' your husband and smile.
Thou art my song and I the lyre,
Thou art the breeze and I the brier,
The altar I, Thou art the fire,
Accept this my offering,
My sweet love Annabel.