Dear, do you recognize that melody?
She played that song the morning that we wed.
It speaks of morning like creation's dawn;
It spoke to us of dreams that lay ahead.

With joy, we've seen some of those dreams come true;
We face the fact that others never will.
We hope some day to realize the fruit
Of other precious dreams yet unfulfilled.

So many times, dread shadows hid our way;
So often we have faced the harsh dark night
And wished to see the tints of breaking dawn
Begin to conquer dark with rosy light.

Now as this latest night creeps surely by
And faith has conquered shreds of doubt and fright,
We stand together comforted with hope
That comes with dawn of sweet new morning light.