Behold, my beloved brethren, I speak unto you these things that ye may rejoice, and lift up your heads forever, because of the blessings which the Lord God shall bestow upon your children.
2 Nephi 9:3
My head is sunk upon my breast;
my cares deny me of my rest.
The world is closing in, it seems,
and optimism is but dreams.
But then I see a child at play,
and suddenly my weary day
regains its savor as I recall
the Lord has great regard for all --
and though my load is hard to lift,
my children are an active gift!
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