Even though I was in a lot of pain and not feeling well; I went to church today. I decided that if I can go to the doctors office sick and in pain and spend a couple of hours there to feel better; I could go to church sick and in pain to feel better. Believe me going to church and feeling of the spirit of the Lord and partaking of the sacrament really does much toward making me feel better.
A couple of weeks ago we had a particularly uplifting sacrament meeting. A couple of times a year we have a special meeting where the members are invited up to the podium to tell what their favorite hymn is and then we sing their favorite verse. It's truly great. In the scriptures we read "For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of the heart is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads." My favorite hymn is "I know That My Redeemer Lives". This has been my favorite hymn ever since I was kid.
I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES
I know that my redeemer lives,
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives who once was dead.
He lives, my ever living Head.
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in times of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with his eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my souls complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled heart.
He lives all blessing to impart.
He lives, my kind wise heavenly friend.
He lives and loves me to the end.
He lives, and while he lives I'll sing.
He lives my Prophet, Priest and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath.
He lives, and I shall conquer death.
He lives, my mansions to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh sweet, the joy this sentence gives:
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
~Samuel Medley~
I know that my redeemer lives,
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives who once was dead.
He lives, my ever living Head.
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in times of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with his eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my souls complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled heart.
He lives all blessing to impart.
He lives, my kind wise heavenly friend.
He lives and loves me to the end.
He lives, and while he lives I'll sing.
He lives my Prophet, Priest and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath.
He lives, and I shall conquer death.
He lives, my mansions to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh sweet, the joy this sentence gives:
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
~Samuel Medley~
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