Yesterday I had the opportunity to attend a new member baptism. It was amazing and I felt the spirit so strongly. This woman had such a fire with in her. It was a great reminder of how good it feels when you share the gospel.
I heard in my mind—not in my own voice—these words: “I’m not giving you these experiences for yourself. Write them down.” ~President Henry B. Eyring
Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing
Come, thou fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above. Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it, Mount of thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer; Here by thy great help I've come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood.
O, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wand'ring heart to thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart, O, take and seal it, Seal it for thy courts above.
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