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Sunday, October 18, 2009

Upon the Mount of Olives' Floor

Upon the darkened garden floor
Our Savior knelt to pray
To spare the sins of all mankind
In God's appointed way.

He would that He not drink the cup,
The burden felt in full,
He suffered and He drank it up,
Midst sweat that bled to pool.

We know the name by which we're called,
And witness all anew,
There is but one Lord- Jesus Christ,
His works we strive to do.

With faith, we've hope and charity
We speak with soberness
And feel His love with reverence,
Warmed by His tenderness

D&C 18:
19 And if you have not faith, hope, and charity, you can do nothing.
21 Take upon you the name of Christ, and speak the truth in soberness.

Tune from Upon the Cross of Calvary
Hymn 184

luke 22:44 And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

A sweet and oft prayed for experience
to have words of the sacrament come
for a hymn
I started to write with the tune in still
going in my mind- I wrote the first line
then said a prayer and opened my scriptures
and wrote the third verse...
and was thinking.. and Rick picked up
what I wrote and knew that it was to
the tune and wrote the second half
of the first verse
what a sweet experience to write
with Rick- the true poet in the
family.

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