I always liked the old May those who love us love us. And those that don't love us, May God turn their hearts. And if He doesn't turn their hearts, May he turn their ankles, So we'll know them by their limping. which I had on a plaque somewhere. It's on that Irish page, thanks, Sorcha. But that is more for a house than a wedding. When I was Best Man at a friends' wedding I tried the old Arab May blessings heap upon you and your children and your children's children and your children's children's children, and Yea unto all the issue of your house, but I didn't get past children's children as I teared all up.