Sunday, January 19, 2025

Look For A Lovely Thing, It Never Will Be Far

Night.

Stars over snow,

And in the west a planet

Swinging low below a star...

Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,

It is not far...

It will never be far.



Verily, verily, I say unto you, 

ye are little children

and ye have not as yet understood 

how great blessings the Father hath 

in his own hands and 

prepared for you;

And ye cannot bear all things now; 


nevertheless, be of good cheer, for I will lead you along. 


The kingdom is yours 


and the blessings thereof are yours, 


and the riches of eternity are yours.


And he who 


receiveth all things with thankfulness 


shall be made glorious; 


and the things of this earth 


shall be added unto him, 


even an hundred fold


yea, more.


D&C 78: 17-19



... that ye humble yourselves 


even to the dust, 


and worship God, 


in whatsoever place ye may be in, 


in spirit and in truth; 


and that ye live in thanksgiving daily, 


for the many 


mercies and blessings 


which he doth bestow upon you.


Alma 34: 38



When upon life’s billows you are tempest-tossed,


When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,


Count your many blessings; name them one by one,


And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.


Are you ever burdened with a load of care?

Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?


Count your many blessings; ev’ry doubt will fly,


And you will be singing as the days go by.

When you look at others with their lands and gold,


Think that Christ has promised you his wealth untold.


Count your many blessings; money cannot buy


Your reward in heaven nor your home on high.










    So amid the conflict, whether great or small,


Do not be discouraged; 


God is over all.


Count your many blessings; 


angels will attend,


Help and comfort give you 


to your journey’s end.


Count your blessings;


Name them one by one.


Count your blessings;


See what God hath done.


Count your blessings;


Name them one by one.


Count your many blessings;


See what God hath done.

Text: Johnson Oatman Jr., 1856–1922

Music: Edwin O. Excell, 1851–1921


Count Your Many Blessings










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