A few weeks ago
On a cold dark winter's night
The stars seemed aglow
Millions... beautiful...bright
I then turned to read again
With great wonder and awe
About the creation
What Moses learned from God
There are worlds without number
All created by the Son
Through the priesthood, order
For God's purposes, done
Hubble scientists say
We are, but one galaxy
Of billions, far away
All for God's work and glory
To bring to pass salvation
For His spirit children
Some, to eternally station
Where He can be with them
For a place He prepares
May we make room for Him in our hearts
In our journey, He shares
And awaits us beyond the stars
This is My Work and Glory
Elder Ballard
Ensign, May 2013
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