My Bride, when you think of me tonight
Think of the one who loves me
Who crafted my bones and wrapped them in flesh
Think of the one above me
My Bride, when you think of our love
Think of He whose pen scribed it
In magnificent scrolls of heavenly zeal
There is no place I can hide it
My Bride, when you think of my arms
Imagine them first as my father's
Who brings you to me as a royal bouquet
And sets you on love's golden altar
My Bride, when you think of my heart
Remember it to be your own
Given to you with love everlasting
The love where your heart finds its home