The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/For You Alone
52—FOR YOU ALONE
Take thou this rose, this little tender rose,The rarest flow'r in all God's garden fair,And let it be while yet its crimson glowsAn emblem of love—I proudly, proudly bear.
Take thou this heart—the heart that loves thee well—And let it flame before thy shrine, my own,Take thou my heart, for Oh, your dear eyes tellGod fashioned it for you, for you alone.