The dawn in a nightgown of glistening dew
Arouses the sun from her beauty sleep,
To paint from a palette of every hue
A sky that enchants us from slumber deep.
The day came when my mother’s brow
was creased with age and pain.
Her step was slow; her blue-veined hand
curled ‘round a walking cane.
Great-grandma walked across the plains,
her blue dress grey with travel stains.
She bore the hardship, for she knew
her faith in the Lord would see her through.
I do believe that long ago in the eternities,
I was a bosom friend to you and you a friend to me.
We shared a bond, an understanding that was quick and sure.
I wonder if we knew that it would deepen and endure.
In sacred grove, a young man knelt to pray,
a testament to his believing heart.
When darkness threatened, Joseph did his part
and trusted that his God would light the way.
The peaceful tinkle of a bell,
a sunrise dawning clear––
The Shepherd may not be in view,
but He is always near.
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“I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and my angels round about you, to bear you up.” – D&C 84:88
“I am the good shepherd and know my sheep, and am known of mine.”
– John 10:14
“Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”
– John 14:27
Step by step, we come to Thee;
Thy light is a beacon for all to see.
Lord how manifold are thy works;
We all have eyes to see.
The earth is full of thy riches;
Our hearts sing praise to thee.