And as I partook of the fruit thereof it filled my soul with exceedingly great joy . . .
First Nephi. Chapter Eight. Verse 12.
I would fill my soul with fruit;
the kind that satisfies
all my innocent desire
for truth sans any lies.
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A soul replete brings joy immense,
stands proof against the foe
who wants to starve us with excess
that brings but sullen woe.
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O make my soul a joyful soul,
Thou only perfect One --
The orchard of delightful whole
belongs to God's own Son.
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