I love to spend my time, when not in Church on Sunday, listening to General Conference sermons and Music & the Spoken Word.
Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.
There is great joy in resting from one’s labors, feasting on the words of Christ. And all He asks is that we give Him one day a week.
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