Joy to thy bridal eve!
Now softly fades yon orb of day,
How tranquil is its parting ray,
While rosy twilight seems to say,
Joy to thy bridal eve!

Joy to thy bridal eve!
See Luna beautiful and bright,
Looks down with mild and gentle light,
She seems to smile more sweet to-night —
Joy to thy bridal eve!

Joy to thy bridal eve!
On airy pinions light and free,
The muse a wreath long kept for thee
Presents — and whispers merrily,
Joy to thy bridal eve!

Joy to thy bridal eve!
I see her on thy arm recline —
To-morrow at the altar's shrine
A holy vow shall seal her thine —
Joy to thy bridal eve!

Joy to thy bridal eve!
Let friendship now her tribute bring,
While we whose hearts around thee cling,
In heartfelt strains to thee would sing —
Joy to thy bridal eve!