There is one who knows us best.
He only can give true rest.
He knows every ounce of pain.
For us He suffered, was slain.
Our hearts won't be troubled, now
With fears flayed to rest, and how?
His love enfolds us with His peace.
May our love for Him increase.
We endure and weep the night.
Then joy comes with morning light.
He bears here what shadows fall-
The great miracle of all.
He has borne all man's sorrows.
Our hope for bright tomorrows,
We know His love is so pure.
With faith we cope and endure.
-Elder M. Russell Ballard
To the Tune: Come Ye Children of the Lord
From Elder M. Russell Ballard's remarks honoring the Crandall Canyon mine collapse
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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