“Life’s Tapestry,” Ensign, Sept. 1999, 58
We hold life’s tapestry within our hands,
Each trying to discern its weave and hue;
With faith we reach for premortal strands
And interlace the old with cords of new.
God has pulled the warp threads strong and tight
To help our unskilled fingers feel the way;
He lets us choose the patterns that are right
And guides the shuttle as we work each day.
He’ll walk beside us as design takes form
On this mortal loom, and He’ll inspire
The colors that endure both sun and storm
And keep their beauty through last-day fire.
These threads we interweave by earthly sight
Will pick up glory in eternal light.