“Beware the Leaven of the Pharisees,” Ensign, July 1989, 46
“Without body, parts, or passions,”
The wise beards sage—
Worldly weight the gauge.
Shunning holy manna
To gnaw at hollow bones,
Preaching graven imageless,
They feed their flock with stones.
While the child of humble heart
Who hungers through the night
Cries, “Feed me, O my Father!”
And he is fed on Light.