Weddings are a perfect time,
To share with those you love,
The person who fills you with so much joy,
And receive a blessing from the Man above.
May God bless you with everything you need,
For a marriage strong and true.
May He bless you with patience galore,
A marriage is in need of this too.
May God bless you with a love you've never seen,
A love meant to last.
May He bless you with a sense of humor,
To introvene during life's overcast.
May God bless you with certain abilities,
To help you learn to compromise and share.
May He bless you will communication skills,
To create the best married pair.
Marriage The Holiest Ordinance Of God
Poet: Southey
Marriage is with us
The holiest ordinance of God, whereon
The bliss or bane of human life depends:
Love must be won by love, and heart to heart
Link'd in mysterious sympathy, before
We pledge the marriage vow.
Almighty God, Who at the beginning did create our first parents, Adam and Eve,
And did sanctify and join them together in marriage, Pour upon you the riches of His grace,
Sanctity and bless you; That ye may please Him both in body and soul,
And live together in holy love unto your lives' end. Amen.
As you make your vows before the Lord,
Seek His blessings, and promise to be true.
Be blessed with many happy days ahead
Ask for His guidance on days that seem blue.
Honor each other as husband and wife,
And walk in faith throughout the days of your life.
Your journey together, entrust to the Lord above,
Trust in His plan with hearts full of love.
Love is patient and kind.
Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude.
It does not demand its own way.
It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged.
It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out.
Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.
Prophecy and speaking in unknown languages and special knowledge will become useless.
But love will last forever!
Two loves came up a long, wide aisle,
And knelt at a low, white gate;
One tender and true, with a shyest smile,
One strong, true and elate.
Two lips spoke in a firm true way,
And two lips answered soft and low;
In one true hand such a little hand lay
Fluttering, frail as a flake of snow.
One stately head bent humble there,
Stilled were the throbbings of human love;
One head drooped down like a lily fair,
Two prayers went, wing to wing, above.
God blest them both in the holy place,
Long brief moment till the rite was done;
On the human love fell a heavenly grace,
Making two hearts forever one.
Between two lengthening rows of smiles,
One sweetly shy, one proud, elate,
Two loves passed down the long wide aisle
Will they ever forget the low white gate?