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More poems about Temple Feeling
FEEL OF THEIR PRESENCE
How many of us think as we serve in the temple
again and again,
As we strive to learn knowledge for ourselves
and then others, gain
A testimony as we stand as proxy for those who
have had to wait?
There is one thing how many of us stop awhile
and contemplate
The names as we go though for it is like an own
endowment every time
As they in gratitude step forward to receive that
precious gift divine,
In all the temple work we do for those who wait, we
need every hour
To be alert and feel gratitude flow like a refreshing
summer shower.
Remember the first time you came, the love and
warmth shown by all
So act like it is an own endowment whatever
may befall.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 29 June 2005