Alma 26:13

The  hymn before President Nelson talk was moving to me and so inspiring.  The words evoked the presence of the savior in my mind- tears of Joy filled me, and I replayed these hymns over and over cause I recorded the conference session.

It was as if an approval of his prophets forthcoming word- about the name of his church on earth, and making the temple a signicance in your life, I quote, "I plead with you to take a prayerful look at how you spend your time. Invest time in your future and in that of your family."

An unprecedented message as our society is so branded and name identified.  Here are some lyrics from this hymn:

1 His Voice As The Sound

Then the the lyrics of the hymn following his message was as if the Lord sealed, or even affirmed what he said.  President Nelson fulfilled in his talk the Lord’s will!

2 It Is Well With My Soul

1 When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

2 When sorrows like sea billows roll;

3 Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

4 It is well, it is well with my soul.

◦ Refrain:

◦ It is well with my soul,

◦ It is well, it is well with my soul.

5 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

6 Let this blest assurance control,

7 That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,

8 And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

9 My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—

10 My sin, not in part but the whole,

11 Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

12 Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

13 For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:

14 If Jordan above me shall roll,

15 No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life

16 Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

17 But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,

18 The sky, not the grave, is our goal;

19 Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!

20 Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!

21 And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,

22 The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

23 The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,

24 Even so, it is well with my soul.

Horatio G. Spafford, 1873

1 And bask in the smile of His face.

Love sits in His eyelids and scatters delight

Through all the bright regions on high,

Their faces the Cherubim veil in His sight,

And tremble with fullness of joy.

He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,

And myriads wait for His word,

He speaks, and eternity filled with His voice,

Re-echoes the praise of her Lord.