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