My heart grows heavy
When uncertainty is near
I'll not cave to this enemy
But fill my soul with good cheer
Shall I drown my sorrow
In a bottle for escape?
No, I'll pray for the morrow
That to a bright day I'll awake
An injection, a pill, a drug formed to eat
A pinch under the lip- are but paths of self-deceit
Which confuse the mind and create such a daze
Unto a morning of headache, sluggishness, and haze
Meaning and fullness can come to our lives
Unto a calm of comfort and clarity of mind
Through the sanctifying power of Jesus the Christ
We can leave all our sins and sorrows behind
And start all afresh unto a new day
Knowing our Lord stands and awaits ever near
To offer up hope and show us the way
With His name, His spirit, and His voice sweet to hear
Who with such knowledge would not want to share
Amidst this our times of tragedy, fear, and gloom
That we have found joy and perfectness of care
As with Christ our happiness brightens and blooms
O ye my servants.
“Wherefore, be of good cheer, and do not fear, for I the Lord am with you, and will stand by you; and ye shall bear record of me, even Jesus Christ, that I am the Son of the living God, that I was, that I am, and that I am to come.” (D&C 68:5–6.)
Marvin J. Ashton
Be of Good Cheer
Ensign, May 1986, 66
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