I am an LDS poet, a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Making these LDS poems (“Mormon” poems) available to others was one of my main reasons for creating this poetry site. People frequently asked me, “Do you have a poem for this…?” It seemed easier to place them all on a website where everyone could find exactly what they needed. Feel free to use these LDS poems in talks, lessons, programs or the like. Do be sure to include full copyright information on every hard or internet copy. Please email a request for permission before using one of my LDS poems. For internet use, a link back to this site is required. Thanks, and enjoy your visit!
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem’s content. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
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.
Our great grandparents knew about the harvest:
the months of labor gathered in with care…
the gratitude for every hard-earned blessing…
the love for home and hearth…the need to share.
We gather now before thee, Lord, united by our humble hearts
and bow our heads in gratitude for every gift that thou imparts
How excellent is thy name in all the earth