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"...... there go I"

Listening to Elder Holland..... and if I could live by anything, set a standard to seek to live by, it would be what he just taught.

http://www.deseretnews.com/article/865612421/Elder-Jeffrey-R-Holland-Seek-opportunities-to-care-for-the-poor.html?ref=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com%2F

And then from Sister Esplin this morning....

“I wish I had understood the sacrament in the way that Elder Jeffrey R. Holland described,” Sister Esplin said during the Saturday morning session of general conference. “He said, ‘One of the invitations inherent in the sacramental ordinance is that it be a truly spiritual experience, a holy communion, a renewal for the soul.’”

Renewal.  I love that word.


Abide with me; 'tis eventide.
The day is past and gone;
The shadows of the evening fall;
The night is coming on.
Within my heart a welcome guest,
Within my home abide.

O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.

Abide with me; 'tis eventide.
Thy walk today with me
Has made my heart within me burn,
As I communed with thee.
Thy earnest words have filled my soul
And kept me near thy side.

O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.

Abide with me; 'tis eventide,
And lone will be the night
If I cannot commune with thee
Nor find in thee my light.
The darkness of the world, I fear,
Would in my home abide.

O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.

Text: M. Lowrie Hofford,1882-1937.
Music: Harrison Millard, 1830-1895.

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