1 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.

2 We know that scenes, not always bright,
May unto them be given;
But let there shine o’er all the light
Of love, and truth, and Heaven.

3 Still hand in hand, their journey through,
Meek pilgrims may they go,
Mingling their joys as helpmeets true,
And sharing every woe.

4 The Savior, whom they trust, the same;
The same their home above;
May each in each still feed the flame
Of pure and holy love.

5 And when the solemn hour shall come
Which severs earthly ties,
May hope rise brightening through the gloom,
And point to fairer skies.