Yours Love

May the fruit of my toil be yours love may the food from my
 soil be yours love
And from this moment on may a love that is strong and lives
 on and on be yours love
May the sons that I raise be yours love may the comforts I 
praise be yours love
If I ever get weak may the love words I speak and the arms 
that I seek be yours love
May the Lord's shining grace be yours love may the happiest
 face be yours love
May the last fingertips that touch these two lips as life 
from me slips be yours love
And from this moment on may this love that is strong
And lives on and on be yours love