George Morgan - Yours Love Lyrics
May the fruit of my toil be yours, loveMay the food from my soil be yours, loveAnd from this moment on, may a love that is strongAnd lives on and on be yours, loveMay the sons that I raise be yours, loveMay the comforts I praise be yours, loveIf I ever get weak, may the love words I speakAnd the arms that I seek be yours, loveMay the Lord's shining grace be yours, loveMay the happiest face be yours, loveMay the last fingertips that touch these two lipsAs life from me slips be yours, love