In Sacramento’s lively beat, a temple stands so bright,
The 123rd of its kind, a true beacon of light.
At 2110 California Circle, a sacred space unfolds,
In Rancho Cordova’s warm embrace, where stories are retold
at the Sacramento California Temple

In the spring of twenty-one, hope sparked and soared,
A vision announced, where faith is adored.
With a ground-breaking cheer in hot August air,
Prophet Gordon B. Hinckley brought dreams to bear.

Through the summer’s warm whispers, from July to August’s grace,
The doors opened wide, welcoming every face.
Then came September’s blessing, a moment to treasure,
As the Prophet dedicated this place of pure pleasure.

On forty-six acres, where peace and love flow,
A chapel nearby, where hearts gently glow.
Light gray granite glistens in the sun’s soft embrace,
With Moroni aloft, a watchful, golden grace.

Inside, two rooms for learning, where wisdom takes flight,
Four sealing rooms echo with love shining bright.
A baptistry whispers of life’s sacred rebirth,
As spirits unite in a dance, a spiritual mirth.

Nineteen thousand five hundred square feet of serene,
At one hundred thirty-one feet, it reigns with a gleam.
Seventh in California, a jewel of the vale,
A testament of faith, where hopes never fail.

So come, feel the wonder, let your spirit ignite,
In the Sacramento Temple, find joy and take flight!
A journey of hope, love, and grace intertwined,
In this holy haven, your heart shall unwind.