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Now we’ll sing with one accord,
For a prophet of the Lord,
Bringing forth his precious word,
Cheers the Saints as anciently.
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When the world in darkness lay,
Lo, he sought the better way,
And he heard the Savior say,
“Go and prune my vineyard, son!”
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And an angel surely, then,
For a blessing unto men,
Brought the priesthood back again,
In its ancient purity.
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Even Joseph he inspires:
Yea, his heart he truly fires,
With the light that he desires
For the work of righteousness.
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And the book of Mormon, true,
With its cov’nant ever new,
For the Gentile and the Jew,
He translated sacredly.
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The commandments to the church,
Which the Saints will always search,
(Where the joys of heaven perch,)
Came through him from Jesus Christ.
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Precious are his years to come,
While the righteous gather home,
For the great Millenium,
Where he’ll rest in blessedness.
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Prudent in this world of woes,
He will triumph o’er his foes,
While the realm of Zion grows
Purer for eternity.