For twenty years We've walked together hand in hand, Through pastures fair, o'er desert sand, In hours of joy and times of tears, You've with me noted, counselled, planned, When strong with hope or sick with fears,
For twenty years.
In twenty years Tive never known a face so bright, A love so deep, a heart so light, A faith no tru as my own dear's—my fond eyes it aye appears That you have thought, suid, done aright, "These twenty years.
And when the years Which now divide us shall be past, And once again our hands are claspt, The words of love shall glad our ears And kisses sweet—long in arrears—Shall knit our souls as firm and fast, As in gone years.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.