If we two were only the cross-plank, I and my soul-mate,
Upon the ground we would but lie in the muck and mire;
But fixed to You, upright beam, are we held in lofty state
Above shadows and bereavement and every squalid desire.

Yet so deeply is Your love driven into the soil of this earth
As two in one, we are ever rooted in all the world around,
So here we remain to love and live out the life of new birth,
Yet Your beam points above us, too; we are heaven bound.

We are secure in forever right balance, I and my soul-mate,
Centered upon You in holy marriage blessed from above;
For so did You for each of us create this most sacred estate,
This most mystical communion, which is the cross of love.