Stepping Stones

When I was so much younger,
I remembered it so well.
My Lord, my God, my Savior
And how to do thy will

Do what is right
The blessings will follow.
They taught it to me daily;
They slowly paved the way

As I quickly became older,
I discovered how to run
I also learned much faster
Wickedness never was fun.

Now as I look back on life,
The things that made me scared
Were meant to make me stronger
As He always stood near.

A disciple of my Savior,
A faithful follower.
All because those stepping stones
That slowly brought me here.

The Cry of Enos

The Cry of Enos

I kneel before my God,
Pleading forgiveness;
Asking why.
Broken heart
And spirit contrite,
Asking Him to show me the light

I wrestle with myself
And the whispers of the devil;
My father spoke eternal life
And joy to all the saints

In humble prayer
I sought my Maker;
And then there came a voice:

"Thy sins forgiven thee,
And thou shalt surely be blessed.
Because of thy faith,
Thou shalt be saved.
Thy faith hath made the whole."