Paths of Faith and Destiny
Prove your predestined fate? 'Tis true or not.
Chosen and faithful you're foreseen to be.
But choose you must to the utmost degree.
Listen to heart, not harden to what's taught.
Chosen and faithful you're foreseen to be.
But choose you must to the utmost degree.
Listen to heart, not harden to what's taught.
Your actions, whether good or bad in sight,
Shape both your spirit and your mind's own plight.
Choose wisely, for their impact can ignite,
As much as a spiritual fight takes flight.
I weep with friends who face death's cold embrace,
Sharing their grief, joy's moments, without fear.
For in faith's light, death's dread does disappear,
Their souls find joy in eternal grace.
Choose your path wisely, for deeds shape your soul's plight,
In faith's embrace, find joy where fears take flight.
Written format: Sonnet (ABBA CDDC EFFE GG)
Content: Alma 13 - 16
Profound Divine Certainty
It is true, I am weak, enough to weep.
For friends and kindred, lost to death’s embrace.
Sympathy’s soul in every tear-tracked face.
I shed my tears, when others’ sorrows seep.
For friends and kindred, lost to death’s embrace.
Sympathy’s soul in every tear-tracked face.
I shed my tears, when others’ sorrows seep.
I weep with them, their grief within my heart.
Rejoice with them, in joy’s transcendent flight.
For in this world, it does not bring me fright.
Yet mourn I not, as death does play its part.
For faithful souls, death's fear is no more,
Temporal dread, dissolved in faith's pure light,
Christ’s righteousness bestows eternal sight,
As Adam's sin brought death to mankind's shore.
In death, they find a joy that will not fade,
For they shall rise again, in light arrayed.
Written format: Sonnet (ABBA CDDC EFFE GG)
Content: Alma 14
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Sympathy of Soul
After the order of His Son.
Ordained to choose to get good done.
I dare not rehearse the matter.
wrest or twist the Word will splatter.
Ordained to choose to get good done.
I dare not rehearse the matter.
wrest or twist the Word will splatter.
We see evil being done to all,
Smitten on cheek, what will befall.
Pain felt now, but glory greater,
For the righteous comes later.
How can I stand by watching this?
Blood of the innocent will hiss.
Will stand as witness as a shield.
Repentant believer will yield.