Poem written by Elder J.A. Rowell, Sr.
While down life's weary road I plod,
My faith grows cold and weak,
I often ponder, where is God,
For evidence, I seek.
My eyes behold the hills that tower,
The birds that sing and fly,
The beauty of the fragrant flower,
The planets in the sky.
With all this evidence about,
Upon this earthly clod,
How could I ever have a doubt,
There is a living God.
When I behold a child at play,
Whose heart is free from fear,
Within me, something seems to say,
Our God is very near.
When I behold the restless sea,
The wonders of the land,
I know that this could never be,
Without his mighty hand.
Forgive me, Lord, my doubt and sin,
Make this my daily prayer,
Oh, may thy Spirit dwell within,
For God is everywhere.