Verses and Rhymes By the Way by Margaret Moran Dixon McDougall
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And many a wish beside
Will rise in prayer in blessings come down On thy head O fair young bride And kind will the bridegroom be maiden True and tender as years roll on Who learns to love in the school of Christ Will cherish what he has won And so what can I say more maiden Wooed and won and to be wed, Pray that His blessing who loved till death May rest on your fair young head In the hollow of His hand maiden, He will keep you who fainteth not He will cause the splendour of His face To shine on your happy lot WELCOME HOME You are coming home with the breath of spring Flying home to a love-lined nest, Most loving care hath made it fair Your hands will do the rest |
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