I feel too much, my heart aches my King,
Please hold me close and help me sing.
I'm coming apart as I face fear,
Please still the
storm and keep me near.
My strength is weakness, I need you to stay,
Please be my power as I fight today.
The weight of my calling is heavy on me,
Please help me reach for all I must be.
Father so kind I am depressed and
Please send thy angels to beckon me on.
Be still my daughter, I prepare thy way,
I am your Redeemer, with you this day.
Though for a moment your path is pain,
I am your strength and will remain.
is but a moment and if thou art true,
I will cleanse, restore and exalt you.
The bitter dark of the world you know,
Will be for your good and help you to grow.
Look up my little one let your heart renew,
The God of all heaven
is reaching for you.
Written by Michelene
"My son, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment; And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high." D&C 121:7-8