Our Fifty-Ninth Marriage Anniversary
Not gifts of gold or costly gems,
But that which is all price above,
The festal marriage-day provides, —
Mercies to cheer and hearts to love.
How many sunny years have passed!
And each has left its radiant line;
The fifty long ago were told,
And now, behold, 'tis fifty-nine.
God of the loving, God of love,
Whose favor blessed the earlier days,
Shine on the years that yet remain,
While silver hairs proclaim thy praise.
But that which is all price above,
The festal marriage-day provides, —
Mercies to cheer and hearts to love.
How many sunny years have passed!
And each has left its radiant line;
The fifty long ago were told,
And now, behold, 'tis fifty-nine.
God of the loving, God of love,
Whose favor blessed the earlier days,
Shine on the years that yet remain,
While silver hairs proclaim thy praise.
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