[ Featuring Le Concert de l'Hostel Dieu, Franck-Emmanuel Comte ]
In sweetest harmony they lived
Nor death, nor death their union could divide
In sweetest harmony they lived
Nor death, nor death their union could divide
Nor death their union could divide
The pious son ne'er left his father's side
But him defending
But him defending
But him defending bravely, bravely, bravely died
The pious son ne'er left his father's side
But him defending
But him defending
But him defending bravely, bravely, bravely died
A loss too great
A loss too great to be survived
A loss too great
Too great to be survived
For Saul, ye maids of Israel, moan
To whose indulgent care
You owe the scarlet and the gold you wear
And all the pomp in which your beauty long has shone
And all the pomp in which your beauty long has shone
