“Anchored in Faith”
In a world where tempests rage,
Where shadows dance and doubts engage,
A Mormon heart, steadfast and true,
Finds solace in the gospel’s view.

I. The Storm
The winds of scorn may fiercely blow,
Yet deep within, a fire aglow.
For we are heirs of ancient grace,
A chosen people in this sacred space.
II. The Struggle
Hostility surrounds our path,
Mocking whispers, arrows cast.
But we stand firm, our armor on,
For truth and light, our cornerstone.
III. The Beacon
Like pioneers of yore, we tread,
Through wilderness, our faith unwed.
The Book of Mormon clasped to chest,
Guiding us toward eternal rest.
IV. The Refuge
In temples hallowed, we find peace,
Where heaven’s veil is thin, release.
Our covenants, a shelter strong,
Against the world’s relentless wrong.
V. The Hope
Hope blooms like desert flowers rare,
As we kneel in fervent prayer.
Our Savior’s love, a beacon bright,
Illuminating even the darkest night.
VI. The Promise
So fear not, dear Mormon soul,
Though waves of doubt and anger roll.
For God’s own hand will steady thee,
Anchored in faith, eternally.
May this poem remind you that even in a hostile world, your faith can be an unwavering anchor.
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