"The Measure of the Gift"

The voice of God may rise in humble sound,
No polished phrase or artful script required.
The truth, not tone, is what the soul inspired,
For even plainest words can still astound.

To see the Lord, let purity draw near,
Let faith arise, let inner pride be still,
For fear, not lack of worth, obscures His will.
The Spirit waits when hearts are free from fear.

We do not own what heaven’s hand bestows,
But steward gifts with reverent hands and eyes.
The record kept, the labor shared, all ties
Are judged by how our faithful service grows.

Let none take more, nor hoard with greedy claim.
What we receive, we give, in God’s own name.

Content based upon D&C 67-70

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 "Find Grace that Heals"

To clutch at wrath is to drink our own decay.
But yield to God, whose justice lights our way,
And leave to Him what judgments others sway.
For whether they stay or go, it matters not today.

Forgiveness clears the path where hearts unite,
Forgiveness sets the captive spirit free,
Not pardoning the wrong, but freeing me.
For kindled souls ascend in shared pure light.

Forgiveness beats where Gospel truths begin.
Unforgiveness stands where growth should start,
A silent wall between each soul and heart.
As Christ forgave, so must we pardon sin.

Release the past, let healing be your song,
In forgiving, we find where we belong.


Content based upon D&C 64-66
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Zion will let your Lantern Shine

 "Let Your Lantern Shine"

The Lord expects our lanterns not be veiled,
Nor trumpets muffled by the cloth of fear;
Stand firm with hope, the shuttered door draws near
A messenger whose joy has not yet failed.

Dark waves below may whisper with deceit,
Their tongues like serpents twist beneath the stream.
Perceive in silence; not all truths must scream
Let wisdom shield the path beneath your feet.

These words are carved in stone not shaped by time,
Passed soul to soul, a flame that will not die.
The scrolls of heaven open, line by line,
Recording steps of those who still walk high.

Though danger looms, your calling is divine:
Go sound the voice, and let your lantern shine.

"When Zion Rises to the Coming Fire"

Are your eyes hungry for the storm’s bright light,
While blind to warmth that faithful daybreak gives?
You reach for winds where only shadow lives,
Rejecting truth though wonders stir your sight.

Soon will the stars fall shattered from their place,
The furnace burn with justice, swift and wide.
The trumpets wait to shake the earth and sky,
To summon souls and cleanse the land with grace.

Yet Zion rises, built by sacred will,
Its stones set firm with covenant and love.
Each altar shines with gifts from lands above,
A city time and tempests cannot kill.

So consecrate your soul, prepare your frame,
The Lord draws near in glory, fire, and flame.

Content based upon D&C 60-63

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Zion's Spiritual DNA through Storm and Strive

 "Through Storm and Strive"

For we see testing winds and storms that rage.
Hold fast to hope, with patient, steady gaze.
For bounteous grace in brighter, future days.
Zion's true birth shows on life's grand wide stage. 

For those who seek, and strive in goodly cause,
The power within, our agency's true call, 
To act with diligence, and give our all.
Find endless blessings, by eternal laws.

No need to bend the path, nor virtue cease,
Let no man's hand defy the land's decree,
For God's true laws set every spirit free.
For Zion's work finds honor and true peace.

Focus now with willing hearts, choose the good,
With promises of great blessings, Father would.

"Zion's Spiritual DNA"

Seeds planted deep in covenant soil shall grow,
With roots that hold through tempests, firm and wide.
From sacred hands, a law the Lord supplied,
That we may reap His Zion here below.

Not boots alone, but hearts that humbly show
Their love through sacrifice and sanctified
Obedience, the path where saints abide,
And patterned stone reflects the light they know.

This land becomes not merely destiny,
But hallowed ground where gratitude takes place.
With reverence, we use the earth in grace,
And live with joy through holy agency.

Those fruits we bear, by God they're understood,
They mark the meek, the grateful, and the good.

Content based upon D&C 58-59

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 "Where Virtue Dwells"

Let virtue bloom in every deed displayed,
A luminous presence dwelling near My gaze,
And holiness be ever in their ways,
A fragrant offering on altars laid.

A written pledge, their portion to secure,
In Zion’s fold, where sacred truths are tried,
And loyal hearts, to covenants allied,
Shall in My church eternally endure.

When hearts turn cold and wander far astray,
Their earthly claim, like mist, shall fade from sight,
And ties once forged shall vanish into night,
Returning to My hand through time’s decay.

Yet those who build on Me shall never fall,
For I am light, and I am Lord of all.

Content based upon D&C 51-57

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