Who am I, this being that I am.
Who walks the earth, midst beings as my self?
Born was I, of parents...who are they?
Why do I exist to walk awhile and then depart?
Who am I, who takes up time and space?
Whose motions vacilate,
some bad, some good;
Who feels the null and void of all of this,
Without the question answered,
who Am I?
By happen chance have I come about by
some ornate confusion?
By happen chance have I
grown from from rudimentary species,
eons past evolved?
By happen chance?
By happen chance am I a worthless piece of thing
so dross,
so void,
so much of nothingness
that when I pass,
my passing is just passing?
Who Am I?
This is who I am....
My spirit lived with my Father before the
earth was formed.
I chose the path to follow,
when my first estate was done.
I came to earth for a body,
to make my soul divine.
This is who I Am!
This is who I AM!
I am a child of my Father!
I am a child of my Father!
My Father!
My Father in Heaven!
THIS is who I Am.
I am a child,
I am a child of God.
This is who
I AM.
Oakland Temple pageant music
Words by James Ira Young ;
Music by James Ira Young, and
R. Whitney Groo, Jr.
Oh how I love this post today! So true and a basic principle humankind should understand.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your comments. Yes, I agree. ; )
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