if it shall be that i ne'er see
my lovely bride i miss
then i dare say i wish the day
hence i do not exist

for she be reason for my breath
and reason for to live
for with her present absence
Lord i've nothing else to give

oh married we at winter's start
so many years have passed
we fell in love scant months afore
blessed with a love would last

and on that day the twain be one
forever one we vowed
no man could put asunder what
Our Lord had thus bestowed

and though we've separated paths
in spirit we are whole
for Love shall conquer death's black veil
God's word has told me so