Because
Because you come to me with naught save love.
And hold my hand and lift mine eyes above.
A wider world of hope and joy I see.
Because you come to me.
Because you speak to me in accents sweet.
I find the roses waking 'round my feet.
And I am led through tears of joy to thee.
Because you speak to me.
Because God made thee mine, I'll cherish thee.
Through light and darkness through all time to be;
And pray his love may make our love divine,
Because God made thee mine.