Sunday, January 27, 2008

June 23, 1910--January 27, 2008


I can not get this hymn out of my head. I'm glad because it comforts me.
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God!
Thou hast made thy children mighty,
By the touch of the mountain sod.
Thou hast fix'd our ark of refuge,
Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God!

We are watchers of a beacon
Whose light must never die;
We are guardians of an altar
Midst the silence of the sky;
The rocks yield founts of courage,
Struck forth as by thy rod;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God!

For the dark resounding caverns,
Where thy still, small voice is heard;
For the strong pines of the forest,
That by thy breath are stirr'd;
For the storms on whose free pinions
Thy spirit walks abroad;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God!

The royal eagle darteth
On his quarry from the heights,
And the stag that knows no master,
Seeks there his wild delights;
But we, for thy communion,
Have sought the mountain sod,
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God !

The banner of the chieftain,
Far, far below us waves;
The war-horse of the spearman
Cannot reach our lofty caves:
Thy dark clouds wrap the threshold
Of freedom's last abode ;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee,
Our God, our fathers' God !

For the shadow of thy presence,
Round our camp of rock outspread;
For the stern defiles of battle,
Bearing record of our dead;
For the snows and for the torrents,
For the free heart's burial sod;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee.
Our God, our fathers' God!
--Felicia Hemans

5 comments:

ave said...

JW was almost jubilant when he heard of the prophet's passing. I told him he was being course and ireverant, and he said "why? he has wanted to go for years, especially since his wife died." He had a good point, I still can't help but feel a pang of sadness though.

Calandria said...

Of course he is in a better place. President Hinckley has been the prophet of my "young motherhood." He became prophet a few days after Georgie was born. This has been an amazing era for the Church. The Lord had a lot to work with in His servant Gordon B. Hinckley.

LaDonnaMobile said...

Thank you for this beautiful tribute!

Gabriela said...

Sad and happniness here too. He was the prophet when I was baptized in 1995, so he will always hold a special place in my heart.

GuGarden said...

I have been hearing the song "The Day Dawn is Breaking" The line that keeps coming to mind is "beautiful day of peace and rest." I will miss him so much but I am so happy he can rest for a little while.