It is the last Sunday before Christmas. With our thoughts turning increasingly to Christ, it seemed appropriate that I quote the words of one of my favorite hymns. It is not precisely a Christmas carol, but it does express feelings of praise and worship.
(A bit about this hymn: Elder Bruce R. McConkie, 1915-1985, penned these words shortly before he died. This, I believe, gives them greater poignancy.)
I BELIEVE IN CHRIST
I believe in Christ, he is my king!
With all my heart to him I'll sing;
I'll raise my voice in praise and joy,
In grand amens my tongue employ.
I believe in Christ; he is God's Son
On earth to dwell his soul did come.
He healed the sick, the dead he raised,
Good works were his, his name be praised.
Do you feel Elder McConkie's conviction, his absolute certainty in Christ's divinity and power? I do. Tears prick my eyes whenever I hear this hymn sung. Music frequently touches my soul more than does the spoken word.
So, for today, I am grateful for the beautiful words of a great man.