Zion's Pure in Heart
Love
The crowning principle of life
Is the gospel in action
Where the love of husband and wife
Lays down a solid foundation
Service
Pure religion lifts sorrows
Succors the needs of widows
And those in need of fathering
for Christ's sake, who feels suffering
Work
We've happiness and self-esteem
When we work and accomplish
And, thus we realize welbeing
As we further our membership
Self-Reliance
To become, more of self, stewards
We're commanded by the Lord
For every aspect leans towards
First the self, then family, then ward
Consecration
Consecration is sacrifice
Of one's time and one's talents
For the Lord, without thinking twice
We are His laboring servants
Accountability
All things belong to the Lord
And we're held accountable
In all we apply our lives for
May we show we're responsible
Approaching the ideals of Zion
The highest order of priesthood
Is founded on all these things
To serve others with brotherhood
Is the noblest of all dealings
How this applies to church programs
We can have understanding
When we've provident living plans
What's good, we're accentuating
Let's do these things because they're right
Because they're satisfying
Then, when storms blow with all their might
We'll find stakes of refuge off'ring
And the Lord Called His People Zion
When we look at our spiritual heritage
We've intensified hope and lengthen our stride
When we're kind and don't give into disparage
We rescue all that is finest deep inside
As we practice virtue and holiness
We share- we give, receive and build character
May we ignore all forms of lasciviousness
Then, for a Zion, may we reach together
Gone will be envyings, strifes, tumults, whoredoms
As to our neighbors, we esteem as brothers
Gone, too, lies and murders. Then with more freedoms,
As to each other, we could not be happier
We'd be partakers of a heavenly gift
With a remission of sins from day to day
Both physically and spiritually, we'd not drift
As hunger and nakedness is swept away
To dwell in righteousness, we'd be so kind
All the sick would have a shoulder to cry on
We would celebrate with one heart and one mind
Who does not thrill to this picture of zion?
In fourth Nephi, we witness Zion's blessings
As there were no more 'ites, no more selfishness
They had no more desire to do bad things
They we're delightsome, wholesome, and found guiltless
Who can look upon another who has less
And say to themselves their poverty is just
When the whole world, our Father would that we bless
When we've robes and they've rags, we know what's a must
Our highest spiritual achievement is when
Those who are dependent can learn a new way
And soon more are teaching others this lesson
Till the curse of idleness is done away
As givers gain control of their desires
And properly see their own needs from their wants
The welfare service in action never tires
And one's measure of love is known at once
How we treat man, measures our love for the Lord
What's the highest achievement? To conquer the flesh!
Then we're rich in spirit, we're of one accord
And when we're all Christ-like, our purposes mesh
To love is the first of all the commandments
And welfare is the essence of the gospel
Zion will put on her beautiful garments
As there's more who shine with this crowning principle
If we give a generous fast offering
We'll meet the cash needs of the welfare program
And physical needs we'll soon be tempering
When we're provident we've safety in God's palm
The stakes of Zion serve as our defense
Here we are promised a refuge from the storm
In the face of difficult times, it's a safe fence
In God's gardens we cultivate obedience
The Gospel Vision of the Arts
In our world there have risen brilliant stars
Bursting from all the fields of excellence
One day our members will exceed all by far
As the world increases in divergence
Zion, one day, will be praised by the whole earth
Kings will come to gaze upon her glory
To hear songs of Christ, as too new arts give birth
Which depict the best events in history
Who's obsessed enough for this worthy goal?
To tell each story with love and pathos
Imagine masterpieces in perfection
The greatest of all in production...
Our own talent, obsessed with dynamism from a worthy goal, could put into such a story life and heartbeats and emotions and love and pathos, drama, suffering, fear, courage; and they could put into it the great leader, the mighty modern Moses who led a people farther than from Egypt to Jericho, who knew miracles as great as the stream from the rock at Horeb, manna in the desert, giant grapes, rain when needed, battles won against great odds.
Pray Always
Prayer, with loved ones invited
Brings us close, we're united
Can they substitute our own?
Where are heartfelt thoughts most grown?
The oft public and family prayers we give
Cannot be considered our sole motive
We ought to pray vocally
Even when said privately
Home teachers, they with priesthood
Can remind us that we should
Though amidst anxieties we attempt
Though darkness tells us not to and will tempt
The Lord cautioned Joseph Smith
Pray lest that which is wicked
Tries to deceive and over power you.
Through prayer, there's protection in all we do
Lest we find we are led into temptation
From the downed lines of communication
To those who are in trouble
Who feels their need have doubled
What's the first thought one should say?
Am I involved when I pray?
There is knowledge God wants us to receive
Prayer's more powerful that we can conceive
For decisions in our lives
For direction as one strives
We can pray more fervently
Tenderly and honestly
Who will not gain love for His purposes?
As one demonstrates more faith and focuses
Enos wrestled before God
Now commissioned with the rod
He struggled for how he'd strayed
For sin's remission he prayed
When minutes turned to hours, turned to night
He heard the Lords voice after he cried with might
His soul was searching and reaching
While knocking, asking and pleading
He felt as though born again
The joy in his heart sunk in
He also prayed for all his families
Even though some were also enemies
He sought the lord out in prayer
How his soul hungered, he shared
Memory opened to his past
To the words his father cast
So earnest and determined was his soul
The spirit of repentance took a hold
'Our Father in Heaven
I seek to be forgiven
Help me forgive my debtors
And think on them as brothers
Help me to see each other, as Thou does
Help me to remember from where my start was
And when there is temptation
Help mine communication
That evil may not have pow'r
Keep me safe that very hour
For Thine is the power and the kingdom
Thine is the glory, forever. Amen'
Inbetween daily prayers said
May our minds and hearts be fed
May we have hope in all things
And call upon heav'ns blessings
Supplications, prayers and intercessions
Should, with gratitude, have inner sessions
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About Me
He's Been There Before
He's Been There Before by Elder Troy Whittle
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
These poems are my own thoughts and impressions as I study the gospel of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
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| 132 | ![]() | May 27, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 133 | ![]() | July 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 134 | ![]() | Sept 16, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 135 | ![]() | July 18, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 136 | ![]() | Jan 12, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 137 | ![]() | Mar 14, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 138 | ![]() | Apr 22, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 139 | ![]() | Nov 19, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 140 | ![]() | Jan 9, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 141 | ![]() | May 29, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 142 | ![]() | Mar 10, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 143 | ![]() | Feb 1, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 144 | ![]() | Feb 21, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 145 | ![]() | June 20, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 146 | ![]() | Jan 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 147 | ![]() | Jan 3, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 148 | ![]() | Oct 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 149 | ![]() | Jan 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 150 | ![]() | June 16, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 151 | ![]() | Mar 30, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
| 152 | ![]() | Nov 30, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
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