“Priesthood Power,” Friend, May 2004, 7
Each week during the sacrament
I sit with Mom; Dad, too.
My brothers do not sit with us—
They both have special jobs to do.
My oldest brother sits up front
To bless the water or the bread;
As brother kneels to say the prayer,
I fold my arms and bow my head.
My other brother, this one 12,
Walks reverently this way.
He carries bread, then water cups
In special silver trays.
My brothers show me what to do
Each day in every hour.
I look forward to the time
I’ll join them both in priesthood power.