Lord, living, here are we <br />As fast united, yet <br />As when our hands and hearts by Thee <br />Together first were knit, <br />And, in a thankful song, <br />Now sing we will Thy praise, <br />For, that Thou dost as well prolong <br />Our loving as our days. <br /> <br />Together we have now <br />Begun another year; <br />But how much time Thou wilt allow <br />Thou mak'st it not appear. <br />We, therefore, do implore <br />That live and love we may, <br />Still so, as if but one day more <br />Together we should stay. <br /> <br />Let each of other's wealth <br />Preserve a faithful care, <br />And of each other's joy and health, <br />As if one soul we were. <br />Such conscience let us make, <br />Each other not to grieve, <br />As if we, daily, were to take <br />Our everlasting-leave. <br /> <br />The frowardness that springs <br />From our corrupted kind, <br />Or from those troublous outward things, <br />Which may distract the mind, <br />Permit Thou not, O Lord, <br />Our constant love to shake; <br />Or to disturb our true accord, <br />Or make our hearts to ache. <br /> <br />But let these frailties prove <br />Affection's exercize; <br />And that discretion teach our love <br />Which wins the noblest prize. <br />So Time which wears away <br />And ruins all things else <br />Shall fix our love on Thee for aye <br />In Whom perfection dwells.<br /><br />George Wither<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-anniversary-marriage-days/
