Savior, Redeemer of My Soul (feat. Jenny Oaks Baker)

Narrator:

In such a moment, all that those faithful Saints had remaining, all that the wives and children of those righteous prisoners had left to hold on to, was their faith in Jesus Christ, whom they prayed would deliver their loved ones from evil men, and bring them home to them again

Mary Fielding Smith:

Savior, Redeemer of my soul

Whose mighty hand hath made me whole

Whose wondrous pow'r hath raised me up

And filled with sweet my bitter cup!

What tongue my gratitude can tell

O gracious God of Israel

Never can I repay thee, Lord

But I can love thee. Thy pure word

Hath it not been my one delight

My joy by day, my dream by night?

Then let my lips proclaim it still

And all my life reflect thy will

Choir:

O'errule mine acts to serve thine ends

Change frowning foes to smiling friends

Mary Fielding Smith:

Chasten my soul till I shall be

In perfect harmony with thee

Make me more worthy of thy love

And fit me for the life above