Why must I wait for the will of the Lord?
Can this back bolster the weight of accord?
I wander in paths enlightened by Thee.
I tremble for what my eyes cannot see.
Strengthen my wav'ring gait, redeem my soul,
and I'll bear my cross on the plainest road.
How can I carry the weight of the call?
I, once wretched, through Christ can stand tall.
He is the whisper of healing and hope;
such glorious vistas He zooms to my scope.
Oh, accept my weak heart and feeble mind;
to none other but Thee am I inclined.
I, His vessel, embark on a journey
to seek such souls in the pitch of the sea.
His virtue, my north star, through tears and storm
I shall usher to the tattered and torn.
Though the wind taunts the waves to froth and rage,
Thy ship Zion is earnestly engaged.
This eye, single to God, drives my fate:
I might not venture from city or state,
but my errand for Him need never wait.
From tundra's hollow hush to home's own hearth,
I rise from dust and declare to the Earth:
Let all who desire be called to the work!
-2 Nephi 4:31-32
-Doctrine & Covenants 4:2-4
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