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More poems about Worship.

        A PRESENCE FELT
Today we felt a presence as the temple we entered in
The peace enveloped me, away from noise and din,
It seemed the spirit welcomed you with a warm smile
Almost saying thank you for staying a little while.

We did an endowment session and worked the baptistry,
Felt the presence strong as we worked hard willingly,
Weary and tired we finished but in our hearts was peace,
And a feeling that the Lords blessings would never cease.

The feeling that you are watched over in the temple is strong,
A sensation of His hand there guiding and carrying you along,
His loving arms around you as His great spirit you do feel,
And tired, sad hearts and weary minds easily start to heal.

The blessings come in many ways as the temple you attend,
Peace, knowledge, understanding and wisdom He does send,
But there are hidden treasures as this great work we try and do,
Meditate awhile and let that presence come straight to you.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 25 May 2005
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