I received this as an E-Mail and decided the best way to keep the copy was to share.
As a lover of the Church hymns I found this really clever.
I note that as, sisters in Zion, we who are called to serve, are all enlisted, to go marching marching forward, because the world has need of willing men, to all press on, scattering sunshine. We wonder if we have done any good in the world today, because we have been given much, and want to do what is right, keep the commandments, press forward with the Saints, choose the right, and put our shoulders to the wheel, going where He wants us to go. However, as the morning breaks, high on the mountain top, truth reflects upon our senses, and while we still believe that sweet is the work, we also realize there is work enough to do ere the sun goes down. And thus we ask Thee ere we part, where can we turn for peace.
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God be with you till we meet again high on the mountaintop, for the beauty of the earth gently raises the sacred strain 'ere the sun goes down.
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