Her eyes don't sparkle like diamonds
Her hair's not the colour of gold
Her nose isn't straight
Her figure's not shapely
But she's lovely
Or so I am told.

It's all in her laugh
In her kind, loving heart
And the way that she gives
With us all as a part-

So her eyes don't sparkle as diamonds
And her hair won't shine like the sun
But she's lovely to see
To hear, and to know
Because heaven and she are one.