O give me back my prophet dear, And Patriarch, O give them back;
The Saints of latter days to cheer, And lead them on the gospel track.
But ah! They're gone from my embrace, From earthly scenes their spirits fled;
Those two, the best of Adam's race, Now lie entombed among the dead.
These words repeat themselves in my mind sind my dear prophet passed away on Sunday. Gordon B. Hinckley is a man unlike any alive, and had a tremendous influence on my life. He was my prophet most of my natural life. From him, I learned much about living a truly Christian life. I miss him tremendously. I am glad that, at last, he can be with his wonderful wife again and rest from the labors of this life. He was very good to her, and they seemed very much in love.
Farewell, my dear prophet. May we meet again in happier times in the home of our Lord.
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