To What One Clings

 

-Eileen Davis

Gather my sons

Around the fire.

 

Faith will hold you

As you cling to it.

I can only guide

As you see fit.

 

Peril, my sons,

Shall surely try thee.

 

Foes bereave us;

Friends will flee;

Fun deceives the wise

Who pray on bended knee.

 

Trials, my sons,

Shall test thy will.

 

Pry away wrong;

Prove your strength:

Praying and pleading

To hold at length.

 

Experience, my sons,

Shall be for thy good.

Based on Doctrine and Covenants section 122 when God explains to Joseph Smith this experience is for his good.