Comely and kerchief’d, blooming, fresh and fair,
All hail and welcome! joy and peace be thine;
Of happiness and health a bounteous share
Be shower’d upon thee from the hand divine.
Wearing the matron’s coif, thou seem’st to be
Even lovelier now than erst, when fancy-free,
Thou in thy beauty’s strength did’st steal my heart from me.
Though young in years thou ‘rt now a wedded wife;
O seek His guidance who can guide aright.
With aid from Him, the rugged path of life