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Bridal Songs Post by :Christian Category :Poems Author :John S. Adams Date :October 2011 Read :3118

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Bridal Songs

TO THE WIFE.

 

LET a smile illume thy face,
In thy joyous hours;
Look of sympathy be thine,
When the darkness lowers.
He thou lovest movest where
Many trials meet him;
Waiting be when he returns,
Lovingly to greet him.
Though without the world be cold,
Be it thy endeavor
That within thy home is known
Happiness forever.
TO THE HUSBAND.
WHATSOEVER trials rise,
Tempting thee to falter,
Ne'er forget the solemn vows
Taken at the altar.
In thy hours of direst grief,
As in those of gladness,
Minister to her you love,
Dissipate her sadness.
Be to cheer, to bless, to love,
Always your endeavor;
Write upon your heart of hearts
Faithfulness forever.


(The end)
John S. Adams's poem: Bridal Songs

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