“Testimony,” Friend, Feb. 1991, 27
I know the sun will rise each day
To light the world for me at play.
I know the night will follow soon,
Made lovely by the shining moon.
I know when rain falls from the sky,
It makes the grass and flowers grow high.
I know the pear tree’s bud so small
Will make a round, sweet pear next fall.
I know my mother’s gentle smile
Means that she loves me all the while.
I know Dad’s happy, laughing way
Shows his care for me each day.
I know that Jesus lives above
And watches over me with love.
I know His prophet’s here below
To teach me the right way to go.
These things I know deep in my heart.
They help me want to do my part.
My joy is full—it’s very clear—
Because I know my Savior’s near.