By J. Devn Cornish
J. Devn Cornish, "Master Carver," Ensign, Sept. 2005, 9
How slow the forming-
how hard some blows-
But I, the stone, must come to know
In my own person, my own soul,
Thy will, Thy purpose here below.
O Master, now I plead to Thee,
Cut off my roughness, form my face,
Refine my feelings, make of me
A fit reflection of Thy grace.
Yea, haste the day when I may kneel
Before Thee and great Elohim,
Accepted, peaceful in Thy home,
At last like Thee, each grain of stone.
Gospel topic: grace
[photo] Sculpture by Jason Metcalf, photography by Matthew Reier