Knock on Heaven's Door

"Knocking on Heaven's Door"

If seekers knock, then truth they'll surely find,  
A whisper flows from realms on high above,  
Revealing wisdom wrought with endless love,  
For hearts that long for light are ever kind.  

For in the mind the Savior's words resound,  
They lift the heart to ever soar on high,  
And banish doubts as darker shadows fly,  
Filling souls with truth that does abound.  

For if you fail to think it through with care,
The likelihood is that He bids you review,
To mull it over, letting insights ensue,
And illuminate the path that is clear.

So knock, dear soul, upon that hallowed door,  
And find in faith a light forevermore.

Previous Poem 2021-01-31 D&C 06-09

Have you knocked lately?

Finding the truth by those that knock

Humbly Seek celestial talk.

Sacred secrets you too can find.

If your true search is so inclined.

For In your mind the Lord will speak.

Your heart respond's for it's not weak.

Aware that fear enters your heart.

Push it out, add faith and be smart.

Question begs of Apostle Paul.

The Lord gives answer to us all.

He has continued to prepare

For the Lord's return was his prayer.

Fields of Divine Harvest

Against the Lord, no mortal hand prevails,

For He discerns the hearts of all mankind,

His purpose firm, His work none can unbind,

Though man may falter, still His grace unveils.

From smallest seed, the wondrous work begins,

In hearts and minds, it blossoms and ascends,

A beacon bright, its light to earth extends,

Transforming souls, erasing countless sins.

With fervent zeal, in service we should strive,

Let faith and wisdom guide our every deed,

For in the field, the harvest waits indeed,

The time has come to gather, thresh, and thrive.

Rise now, above the fleeting earthly gain,

God's voice will call, His message not in vain.

"Harvest of the Heart"

What challenge calls, surpassing all our dreams?

What work demands our heart, our might, our soul?

A task where faith and labor make us whole, 

A cause far greater than it ever seems. 

Lift up your eyes; behold the golden streams, 

The fields await, their fruit a glistening goal.

Swing forth your tool, let steady hands control,

For harvest thrives on quiet, steady beams. 

Each day renew the edge of sharpened steel.

Let hope and faith illuminate the way.

As heaven guides and lightens your dismay,

With charity your labors will reveal.

Drink at the fount, and rise with strength anew, 

For fields are ripe, and harvest calls to you.

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2021-01-24 D&C 03-05

Harvest the Warning

Unholy hands extend against

From God the thoughts of men not fenced.

For He has seen the future clear

His work proceeds without much fear.

It began small to penetrate

Both the beating hearts and minds great.

This change is a marvel to all,

A wonder that started to crawl.

Serve God with greatest emotion.

Spirit focused on devotion.

Grow intellect with great focus.

Your muscles flexed are not hopeless.

Yep this field's ready to gather.

Much more gold than you can father.

Cut the wheat with a sharp sickle.

Walk by faith more than a little.

Rise above all that is mundane.

let the temporal go down the drain.

Now don't take lightly the warning.

Promised that he would be callin'.

"Harvest of the Heart"

What challenge calls, surpassing all our dreams?
What work demands our heart, our might, our soul?
A task where faith and labor make us whole, 
A cause far greater than it ever seems. 

Lift up your eyes; behold the golden streams, 
The fields await, their fruit a glistening goal.
Swing forth your tool, let steady hands control,
For harvest thrives on quiet, steady beams. 

Each day renew the edge of sharpened steel.
Let hope and faith illuminate the way.
As heaven guides and lightens your dismay,
With charity your labors will reveal.

Drink at the fount, and rise with strength anew, 
For fields are ripe, and harvest calls to you.

The Tutor

"The Call and the Tutor’s Visits"

Upon the call, bewildered and unsure,
A youth received a guide from realms on high.
The Tutor came with wisdom to supply,
His wisdom vast, to strengthen and assure.

The cup of knowledge filled beyond its brim,
Each lesson brought a challenge to surmount.
Could mortal hands bear such a vast account?
With faith, he listened to the tutor’s hymn.

He learned of books, with sacred text concealed,
A task divine to bring the truth to light.
Yet warned of peril, should he stray from right,
This knowledge was a treasure not to yield.

To keep his charge, his heart must firmly stand,
For Heaven’s voice would echo through the land.

"Preparation and the Great Work"

For years the Tutor shaped his heart and mind,
To banish doubt and ready him for grace.
With steady hand, he'd soon his fears displace,
The work ordained by God’s own will aligned.

The book foretold, of ancient lore so grand,
Would need his gift to translate every word.
Repeated warnings, always to be heard,
A charge from Heaven’s law, a firm command.

No thought of gold should lead his soul astray,
For if he faltered, Heaven's wrath would burn.
Through trial's fire, his soul began to turn,
Prepared at last, to walk the chosen way.

With sacred text, the work at last could start,
A triumph born from faith within his heart.



Previous Poem 2021-01-17 D&C 02; JS History 1:27-65

The Tutor   (poem originally made on 2020-03-21)

After the Call, now what to do.
God sent him the Tutor who knew.
Over many a visits he had with him.
His cup of knowledge spilled over the rim.

I can't imagine all things that he learnt
Great expectations that might over exert.
How could he ever do this thing.
Can you see or hear what he did bring?

The tutor talked of a book to read
With help of translation he would need.
A warning of destruction to be heeded,
Five times repeated for it was needed.

Cautioned he was, this book was made of gold.
he never was to let go or brake the hold.
Nor should he consider it to be sold. 
If he did then God would come down and scold.

The tutor trained him 4 more years.
So he could clear out all his fears.
Now he had it then the work could begin.
Translating this book was truly a great win.