Girls Camp

We sit around the fire

As camp comes to an end,

Our noses burnt, our muscles sore,

Yet still smiles each dear friend.

We’ve run away from spiders

We’ve painted hands and feet.

We’ve hiked and played and chanted

And eaten every treat.

The mountains all around us

Wind rustly through the trees

Remind us of His arms of love

And bring us to our knees.

Our friendships we have strengthened

Our testimonies glow

As our dear Savior’s Spirit’s here

And Him we’ve come to know.

Let us never wonder

Nor let our hearts forget

The sisterhood that we have built

And goals that we have set

Our Heavenly Father knows you

He loves you—every one.

Come unto Him in times of need

And lean upon His Son.
                         ~by Kathryn May Chapman