I Was Not There
    Footnotes

    “I Was Not There,” New Era, Aug. 2004, 51

    I Was Not There

    I will admit I was not there

    When Moses led them free.

    I did not smell the salty air

    While crossing the Red Sea.

    I did not weep at Jesus’s feet.

    Not one tear did I shed

    On Calvary’s hill, nor did I see

    My Savior’s thorn-crowned head.

    I did not wave the battle flag

    Nor wield a Nephite sword

    To fight for ancient liberty

    With Moroni in Cumorah’s war.

    When wagons creaked and children slept

    Upon the dirt and snow,

    To die to reach their Zion land,

    No handcart did I tow.

    And yet, we have a Father who

    Provided us a way

    Through faith, desire, and humble prayer

    To see all truths this day.

    We need not have been there, my friend.

    No eyewitness then need we have.

    Through the still, small voice’s whisperings,

    Our faith in these shall live.

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