The lost sheep by Maraleh


In the darkness that's falling
I hear my lord calling
the words fall soft sweet on my ears
the light there does comfort my tears
In the storms all around
falls that wonderful sound
of him calling my name
the lost sheep still the same
when I wander astray
he comes looking my way
my shepherd so dear
he comes back for me here.
In the pitfalls of life
In the rigors of strife
I hear softly my name
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Since the days of my mission I have been fascinated by some of the little details of the Book of Mormon. One such detail is a tiny little scripture written by Nephi and what its significance must have meant:

"And my father dwelt in a tent."

The fact that he "dwelt in a tent" was mentioned three more times. Anyone ever notice this?

 
      1 Ne. 9: 1
          And all these thing... Read More

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The door to our Savior

By Maraleh

He stood at the door softly knocking

Waiting for someone to come

Yet was there an answer yet coming

Who knew from the din and the hum

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