My Sweetheart, true and bless’d, feel joy today!
We celebrate a day of joy indeed.
Today in time of past, we stood in ray
Of sun, hot, melt’ as happy preacher read.
Do feel you thus the hand of God come down?
O’r preach’ doth seem to have that Hand so large.
O’r wedding had a violin of sound.
We said o’r vows sincere, no way to dodge.
I love thee true, my dear, my husband sweet.
For me, ye are the best of all in world.
I do mean this, my husband–yes–to keep!
My best is when I, close to you, am curl’d.
I wish us good the day today all long.
And morrow will be yet another dawn!