Sharon Price Anderson, "In Your Name," Ensign, Feb 2010, 46
Descending
below all things,
bleeding sorrow
from every pore,
He was fully
bathed in grief
that we might be
cleansed,
rescued from
death and hell.
I descend marble
temple steps, enter
baptismal waters.
Completely immersed,
bearing His name
and yours,
I hold my breath,
emerging, rising.
May you inherit
everlasting life;
together may we
dwell in heaven.
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