We join to pray, with wishes kind, A blessing, Lord, from Thee, On those who now the bands have twined, Which ne’er may broken be. | We know that scenes not always bright Must unto them be given; But let there shine o’er all the light Of love, and truth, and heaven. | Still hand in hand, their journey through, Meek pilgrims may they go; Mingling their joys as helpers true, And sharing every woe. | In faith, and trust, and heart, the same, The same their home above; May each in each still feed the flame Of pure and holy love. | |