1. (Girls) I see my mother kneeling with our family each day.
I hear the words she whispers as she bows her head to pray.
Her plea to the Father quiets all my fears,
And I am thankful love is spoken here.
2. (Boys) Mine is a home where ev’ry hour is
Blessed by the strength of priesthood pow’r,
With father and mother leading the way,
Teaching me how to trust and obey;
And the things they teach are crystal clear,
For love is spoken here.
I can often feel the Savior near
When love is spoken here.
All Will Be Well
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Almighty Father, Hear Our Cry
All Ye That Pass By
Are Ye Able
Count Your Blessings
Jesus, Joy of Man’s Desiring
And Will The Judge Descend
Bringing In The Sheaves
Oh, What Songs of the Heart
Almighty Father, Unoriginate
And Are We Yet Alive
All Praise To Thee, My God, This Night
Come, Listen to a Prophet's Voice
And Let Our Bodies Part
All Ye That Fear God’s Holy Name
From the Regions of Glory an Angel Descended
Hushed Was the Evening Hymn
Beneath This Sacred Roof
Ambassadors Of God