The desert sends are blowing in the face 
The trials of the plainly spoken word 
Compounded with the hunger and the space 
Are testing this small band of wanderers

But amidst the trials of faith and body too
Are bursts of joy as wife and husband vow 
The Liahona found, wondrous and new 
Guiding them despite the broken bow

The death of Ishmael tests them to the core 
Desires for the way things used to be 
How could the God of Love have brought us here? 
To face these fiery winds and misery

It came to pass the Lord was with us still
Chastening, imploring to his will