I Would Choose to Die

I would choose to die
Rather than deny
The blessed things I know
That in me ebb and flow

I have waves of truth
That come to me as proof
When a question is given
Answers are sent from heaven

What dwells inside of me
Is light for all to see
There to share that others might
Pray also to know what's right

If this light went dim
There'd be naught within
For it's become such a part of me
I'd cease to exist to be

It floods into my heart
With feelings that impart
Love and mercy too
Which wash me all anew

While pondering and thinking of the martyrdom of Joseph Smith ...



Ebb and flow (freedictionary.com)
To decrease and then increase, as with tides; a decrease followed by an increase, as with tides