Verse 1
Great Author of the Mystick Grace,
Whose Providence hath join’d our Hands,
Hath join’d our Hearts, to seek thy Face,
By sure, indissoluble Bands:
Ordain’d in Life and Death to prove
The Dignity of Nuptial Love;

Verse 2
To Thee, great GOD of Truth and Power,
Our Sacrifice of Thanks we pay,
Thy Grace Unspeakable adore,
And bless the glad revolving Day
Which mix’d our Souls in Bliss unknown
And made of Twain forever One.

Verse 3
Our growing Happiness and Love
From Thee we joyfully receive,
Our Comforts to thy Praise improve,
Our Body, Soul, and Spirit give
Thee, Saviour, Thee to glorify,
Thine, wholly Thine to live and die.

Verse 4
For This we first together came,
For This we still continue One,
T’experience all thy glorious Name,
To make thy glorious Nature known,
To magnify the Sacred Sign,
And prove the Ordinance Divine.

Verse 5
For This we met, with lowly Fear,
T’insure on Earth the Joys above,
To work out our Salvation here,
With chast Delight and purest Love,
T’injoy the Sense of Sins Forgiven,
And travel Hand in Hand to Heaven.

Verse 6
O may we ever keep in view
And labour toward the Blisful End,
In every Step the Prize pursue,
Till Both on Angels’ Wings ascend,
Both in the Wedding Garment drest
To share the Lamb’s Eternal Rest.