What I Know

This one is a little ditty from the mission I found in my scriptures randomly. : ) Not great, but I figured I may as well put it in as not.

What I Know

I've never been where Jesus walked
or seen the things He's seen.
I've never been to Bethlehem
where came the King of kings.

I've never been to Egypt
where the child began to grow.
I've never gazed upon the Mount
though the sermon's true I know.

I've never seen the garden tomb
where they my Savior laid,
I've never seen Gethsemany
where for my soul he paid.

I've not met the revelator
but all his words I've read.
I know he loved the Son of God
and saw him raised from dead.

I've never fished with the Bread of Life,
I never saw Him eat,
I was never asked, "lovest thou me?"
but I try to feed His sheep.

I've never seen the nail prints.
I've never felt His side.
I've never bathed His feet with tears
though in my dreams I've tried.

I don't know where Bountiful is
but I know Jesus was there.
I know he taught the people then
and joined with them in prayer.

I've never been to Palmyra
where God spoke Joseph's name,
but I know that to the youthful lad
He and His Beloved came.

I've never been to Kirtland
the temple pulpit I've not seen.
But I read prophet's testimony
and its power fills my being.

I've never seen the Creater's face
though His hand is everywhere.
And though I've never heard His voice,
I've felt His words in prayer.

There were those who saw my God.
They watched Him as He prayed.
They saw His works, they heard Him teach,
and still they turned away.

The heart sees better than the eyes.
It hears the small and still.
So though I've not yet seen His smile,
I know someday I will.