Love Is Spoken Here

I see my mother kneeling with our family each
Day.
I hear the words she whispers as she bows her head to
Pray.
Her plea to the Father quiets all my fears,
And I am thankful love is spoken here.
Mine is a home where ev’ry hour is blessed by
The strength of priesthood pow’r,
With father and mother leading the way,
Teaching me how to trust and obey;
And the things they teach are crystal clear,
For love is spoken here.
I can often feel the Savior near
When love is spoken here.