Hearing beautiful music touches me
Stirring my heart to the past
Thinking on those who've influenced me
And given me memories that last
Feeling the Spirit my thoughts turn to Him
Who willingly atoned for my sins
Striving to learn His ways that I might do them
I feel gratitude that lifts and lightens
Let it not be the stranger
Who remembers to give Him praise
May I see the greenness of the pasture
That He, for me, continually paves...
When we do what is right
Our pasture is made green
We've living water and light
As to the Lord we lean
Pondering President Monson's
The Gift of Gratitude
Ensign, November, 2010
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