My last message for my calling for next week

I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my ever living Head.
I’m trying to be like Jesus. I’m following in his ways. I’m trying to love as he did in all that I do and say. At times I am tempted to make the wrong choice but I try to listen as the still small voice whisper
Searching in darkness, nations have wept;
Watching for dawn, their vigil they’ve kept.
All now rejoice; the long night is o’er.
Truth is on earth once more!.
Though outward ills await us here,
The time, at longest, is not long
Ere Jesus Christ will reappear,
Surrounded by a glorious throng,
Soon the battle will be over;
Ev’ry foe of truth be down.
Onward, onward, youth of Zion;
Thy reward the victor’s crown
In faith we’ll rely on the arm of Jehovah
To guide thru these last days of trouble and gloom,
And after the scourges and harvest are over,
We’ll rise with the just when the Savior doth come.
Then all that was promised the Saints will be given,
And they will be crown’d with the angels of heav’n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden,
And Christ and his people will ever be one
I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,
Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,
That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.
I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt!
Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?
That he should extend his great love unto such as I,
Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.
He lives to bless me with His love,
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
And when temptation’s pow’r is nigh,
Our pathway clouded o’er,
Upon the rod we can rely,
And heaven’s aid implore
He answers privately,
Reaches my reaching
I draw myself apart,
Searching my soul?
Thru test and trial we’ll have our fears,
But we will not despair.
We’re here to serve a righteous cause;
Truth gives us strength to dare.
We’ll love, and learn, and overcome
Cast thy burden upon the Lord,
And he shall sustain thee.
He never will suffer the righteous to fall
let us in his footsteps tread,
For thus alone can we be one
With God’s own loved, begotten Son.
The truths and values we embrace
Are mocked on ev’ry hand.
Yet as we listen and obey
We know we can withstand
The evils that would weaken us,
The sin that would destroy.
With faith, we hold the iron rod
And find in this our joy.
He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with His eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
glory great and bliss are ours,
If we, throughout eternity,
Obey his words, “Come, follow me.”
While on our journey here below,
Beneath temptation’s pow’r,
Through mists of darkness we must go,
In peril ev’ry hour.
In many a temple the Saints will assemble
And labor as saviors of dear ones away.
Then happy reunion and sweetest communion
We’ll have with our friends in the beautiful day
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
Lift up your hearts in praise to God;
Let your rejoicings never cease.
Though tribulations rage abroad,
Christ says, “In me ye shall have peace.”
He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.
Where can I turn for peace?
Where is my solace
When other sources cease to make me whole?
When with a wounded heart, anger, or malice
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years.
The night is dark, and I am far from home
What though our rights have been assailed?
What though by foes we’ve been despoiled?
Jehovah’s promise has not failed;
We face the challenge of our day
And pledge we will be true
We’ll sing a joyful song,
As Zion’s youth in latter days,
Triumphant, pure, and strong.
See the foe in countless numbers,
Marshaled in the ranks of sin.
Hope of Israel, on to battle;
Now the vict’ry we must win!
Hold to the rod, the iron rod;
’Tis strong, and bright, and true.
The iron rod is the word of God;
’Twill safely guide us through.
He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
Where, when my aching grows,
Where, when I languish,
Gentle the peace he finds for my beseeching.
Constant he is and kind,
In my Gethsemane, Savior and Friend.
Than Christlike friends, whose gentle ways
Strengthen our faith, enrich our days.
For worthy friends whose lives proclaim
Devotion to the Savior’s name,
Who bless our days with peace and love,
We praise thy goodness, Lord, above
Though Satan rage, ’tis all in vain;
The words the ancient prophet spoke
Sure as the throne of God remain;
Nor men nor devils can revoke
I try to remember the lesions he taught, then the Holy Spirit enters in to my thoughts saying…
“Of me thou hast not been ashamed.
These deeds shall thy memorial be;
Fear not, thou didst them unto me.”
I am a child of God,
And he has sent me here
Rich blessings are in store;
If I but learn to do his will
I’ll live with him once more
He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death:
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.
All arrayed in spotless white,
We will dwell ’mid truth and light.
We will sing the songs of praise;
We will shout in joyous lays.
Earth shall then be cleansed from sin.
Ev’ry living thing therein
Shall in love and beauty dwell;
Then with joy each heart will swell.
Lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene—one step enough for me
So long thy pow’r hath blest me, sure it still
Will lead me on
Fam’lies can be together forever
Through Heav’nly Father’s plan.
I always want to be with my own family,
And the Lord has shown me how I can.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone.
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile!
He asked if I for him would die.
The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill,
But my free spirit cried, “I will!”
Lord, I would follow thee
Though deep’ning trials throng your way,
Press on, press on, ye Saints of God!
Ere long the resurrection day
Will spread its life and truth abroad
This work is moving on apace,
And great events are rolling forth;
The kingdom of the latter days,
The “little stone,” must fill the earth
In thy word is life eternal;
May thy light show me the way
He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives!
Where, in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, who can understand?
He, only One.
Love without end.
God loved us, so he sent his Son,
Christ Jesus, the atoning One,
To show us by the path he trod
The one and only way to God
Oh, how glorious from the throne above
Shines the gospel light of truth and love!
Bright as the sun, this heavenly ray
Lights ev’ry land today
I’m trying to love my neighbor, I’m learning to serve my friends. I watch for the day of gladness when Jesus will come again
All glory to his holy name
Who sends his faithful servants forth
To prove the nations, to proclaim
Salvation’s tidings through the earth.
We must the onward path pursue
As wider fields expand to view,
And follow him unceasingly,
What greater gift dost thou bestow,
What greater goodness can we know
My eyes are wet; my heart is full.
The Spirit speaks today.
As testimony fills my heart,
Love one another as Jesus love you. Try to show kindness is all that you do. Be gentle and love in deed and in thought, for these are the things that Jesus taught.
It dulls the pain of days.
For one brief moment, heaven’s view
Appears before my gaze.
He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Savoir, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives!


This is my testamony. But none of this is my own words. this is all parts of hymns put together. but this is my testamony. hymns are more then just words that we sing. each have meaning, each have thought, and each haver perpouse. I leave this with you sisters that you can sing with more heart and love and faith when you sing the hymns, becuase, i am sure the words you are singing are your testamonys as well. i ask you to read the words as you sing and to listen for the spirit testifying to you that the words are true. I know that they are.
I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.