There is a certain feeling, no one can explain just what it is,
       but you can feel it in your soul, it’s like a spiritual bliss.
It comes as soon as you walk through those glass doors
       and it permeates the building from ceiling to floors.
Many try to define it, to understand it and then to explain,
       just what that feeling is, why it’s here and why it remains.

You’ll see it in the missionaries, often smiling from ear to ear.
       And you see it in the patrons when they find a loved one so dear.
You’ll also see people of different ethnics, faiths and personalities,
       working to find their family who’ve been gone for many centuries.
Searching books and films, putting together their family tree,
       just as if they were answering some sort of ancestral plea.

I wonder if our eyes could be opened, if we would probably see
       the thousands of our kindred dead, that are waiting anxiously.
Patiently standing by, some for hundreds and hundreds of years,
       waiting to be sealed to their families, having shed many tears.
They watch as we walk around, looking through this book and that,
       trying to understand the difference between a ward, an E.D. or a plat.

The patron’s desire to search is strong, as if an Uncle or Auntie,
       were speaking spirit to spirit whispering, "Please don’t forget me."
So perhaps that strange feeling of joy is much easier to understand,
       when one becomes as those who’ve caught the vision of God’s plan.
To tie the posterity of Adam and Eve into one unbroken chain,
       of husbands, wives and children, so their family can be maintained.

It’s probably their feeling of joy, permeating through the veil,
       that spills into our hearts, motivating us to work without fail,
to first link them to their family and then seal them one day,
       so they can be a family forever, ...this they often pray.
At times you’ll see their tears of joy, once fell as worry and sadness,
       now stain the patron’s face’s with smiles and tears of gladness.

Because without this earthly ordinance, they would be left behind,
       to unfortunately enjoy a lesser heaven, one of a different kind.
The greater heaven will have family units, a heaven of married couples,
       instead of a brother and sister family, a heaven of unmarried singles.
Maybe that’s why our ancestors try so hard, never seeming to rest,
       because without a family forever, ...all else is just second best.