‘Tis the gift to be simple, ‘tis the gift to be free
‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just right
‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight
When true simplicity is gained
To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed
To turn, turn, t’will be our delight
‘Till by turning, turning we come ‘round right