If Ever Two Were One,

A Prosperous State Makes A Secure Christian, But Adversity Makes Him Consider.

Flesh Of My Flesh, Bone Of My Bone, I Here, Though There, Yet Both But One.

If Ever Wife Was Happy In A Man, Compare With Me, Ye Women If You Can.

It Is Reported Of The Peacock That Priding Himself In His Gay Feathers He Ruffles Them Up; But Spying His Black Feet He Soon Lets Fall His Plumes. So He That Glories In His Gifts And Adornings Should Look Upon His Corruptions, And That Will Damp His High Thoughts.

If Ever Two Were One, Then Surely We. If Ever Man Were Loved By Wife, Then Thee.