Mosiah 2:41
Why is it hard to remember the truth,
when the sly years come replacing my youth?
Of blessings abundant and feelings of joy
that came to me often when I was a boy.
So often the Gospel has given me hope,
yet nowadays I like to sit and to mope.
Recalling the dark times, retailing sad news,
is not a reality I wish to choose.
Help me to testify, Lord, for all time,
of sunshine, not shadow -- of virtue, not grime!
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