In the spring of eighteen twenty
So many churches teaching plenty.
Confusion ruled the day and night
James tells us to ask without a doubt
And God will help us find truth out.
And if we ask with a pure heart
God will show us where to start.
This young man knew he could just ask
He set out on this humble task.
Into a sacred grove of trees
Young Joseph fell down to his knees.
His first prayer came from deep within
As evil tried to do him in.
He prayed with all the strength he had
A pillar of light removed the bad.
God the Father and His Son
Appeared to Joseph , brighter than sun.
They called him by his given name
Dear Joseph you have brought no shame.
Which church teaches thy true word?
I want share and just be heard.
The answer came and pierced his mind
None of them , for they’re all blind.
Joseph Smith was called that day
To be a prophet, that I say!
His life from that day was intense
For what he taught made perfect sense.
God and Jesus taught him well
Sending angels with truths to tell.
Moroni in September came
Joseph would never be the same.
Moroni told of plates of gold
That told of God’s forgotten fold.
The Book of Mormon is for all
I know it’s true so I stand tall.
The gospel has been now restored
At its head is The True Lord.
Never to be lost again
Heaven speaks, that will not end.
All of this I know is true
It’s on my heart like morning dew.
My God has blessed me with so much
I hope someday, His wounds to touch!
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