I took your hand to love you
-a woman worthy to be loved-
With a zeal drawn from the
Jealous heart of God Himself.
The LORD had put it in my heart
To honor and to love
To cherish and protect
To encourage and promote you
To be upright and faithful
No matter what the cost
'Til death do us part.
I took your hand, ready to give until
By love I was undone.
But the tenderness of your hand
Rewards my covenant with grace
And the energy of my zeal
Becomes the gratitude of my tears.
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