Fruit Of Life Poem by Esther Hudson
Fruit Of Life
At times when my mind wanders to a time far away
Before I was born
There was a man named Lehi
He had a vision
He partook of the Fruit of Life.
He wanted others to feel the joy he felt
Some held tight to the iron rod
While others lost their way
We are like sheep; at times we may lose our way
But we must always hold tight to the iron rod
For our Shepherd is calling us.
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