Here all seeking is over,
The lost has been found,
A mate has been found
To share the chills of winter—
Now Love asks
That you be united.
Here is a place to rest,
A place to sleep,
A place in heaven.
Now two are becoming one,
The black night is scattered,
The eastern sky grows bright.
At last the great day has come!
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