A Wedding Bouquet and I have a Friend so precious

I have a Friend so precious,
So very dear to me,
He loves me with a tender love,
He loves so faithfully,
I could not live apart from Him,
I love to feel Him nigh,
And so we dwell together,
My Lord and I.

He knows how much I love Him,
He knows I love Him well;
But with what love He loveth me
My tongue can never tell;
It is an everlasting love,
In ever rich supply,
And so we love each other,
My Lord and I.

I tell Him all my sorrows,
I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleases me,
I tell Him what annoys;
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me what to try;
And so we talk together,
My Lord and I.

He knows how I am longing
Some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
A loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love,
And why He came to die;
And so we work together,
My Lord and I.

Mrs. L. Shorey

Antique Iris and Life wears a different face to me

Life wears a different face to me,
Since I found my Savior;
Rich mercy at the cross I see,
My dying, living Savior.

He sought me in His wondrous love,
So I found my Savior,
He brought salvation from above,
My dear, almighty Savior.

The passing clouds may intervene,
Since I found my Savior,
But He is with me, though unseen,
My ever present Savior.

A strong hand kindly holds my own,
Since I found my Savior,
It leads me onward to the throne,
O there I’ll see my Savior.

Chorus:

Golden sunbeams ‘round me play,
Jesus turns my night to day,
Heaven seems not far away,
Since I found my Savior.

E. E. Hewitt

Not Quite Wedding Roses and God is love; his mercy brightens

God is love; his mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens;
God is wisdom, God is love.

Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays, and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.

E’en the hour that darkest seemeth,
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth;
God is wisdom, God is love.

He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above:
Everywhere his glory shineth;
God is wisdom, God is love.

Sir John Bowring

Roses for My Husband and O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen

O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen,
Since on thine arm thou bidd’st me lean,
Help me, throughout life’s changing scene,
By faith to cling to thee.

What though the world deceitful prove,
And earthly friends and hopes remove;
With patient, uncomplaining love,
Still would I cling to thee.

Though oft I seem to tread alone
Life’s dreary waste, with thorns o’ergrown,
Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone,
Still whispers, “Cling to me!”

Though faith and hope are often tried,
I ask not, need not, aught beside;
So safe, so calm, so satisfied,
The soul that clings to thee.


Charlotte Elliott

Geraniums Standing in the Pink and Come unto Me, when shadows darkly gather

Come unto Me, when shadows darkly gather,

When the sad heart is weary and distressed,

Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father,

Come unto me, and I will give you rest.

Large are the mansions in thy Father’s dwelling,

Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim;

Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling,

Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn.

There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness,

Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed;

Come unto me, all ye who droop in sadness,

Come unto me, and I will give you rest.

Catherine H. Esling