PART THIRD.

Go ye, and preach in all the world,
Baptizing in my name,
He that believes and is baptized
Salvation shall obtain.

Then rising from Mount Olivet
Unto his Father's throne,
On high to reign until he claims
The kingdoms for his own.

His servants then, in mighty power,
Soon made his gospel known,
The Jews reject while Gentiles come,
And glad their Saviour own.

The Jews dispersed through all the earth,
Jerusalem trodden down,
In desolation long has lain,
And cursed has been the ground.

The Gentile churches for a while
Produced the natural fruit,
Being grafted in the natural vine,
Partaking of the root.

But soon the fruit became corrupt,
By flatteries and lies,
Teachers in pride were puffed up,
The simple truth despised.

Great Babylon at length arose,
In mighty power to reign,
Nations and kings became corrupt,
And many saints were slain.

The scriptures of their plainness robbed,
And mystery thrown around,
That men might sup her golden cup,
And all true knowledge drown.

Thus generations long have passed,
And age on ages rolled,
The latter day approaching fast,
Its glories to unfold.

Our fathers of the Gentile race
Traversed the western main,
And found a wide extended land,
Of valley, hill, and plain.

This land was peopled with a race,
Which long had dwelt alone,
No record nor tradition traced
Their origin unknown.

The Lord in mercy has disclosed
The truth so long concealed,
The record found beneath the ground
Has glorious things revealed.

This is the land which Moses blessed,
To Joseph and his seed;
These are the everlasting hills,
'T was for his bounds decreed.

CHARITY AND TRUE PATRIOTISM.

Behold the man whose tender heart
Expanded with a Saviour's love,
Wide as eternity expands,
His bowels with compassion move.

He looks on Zion from afar,
He hears the captive exiles groan,
Then leaves his wife and children dear,
His brethren and his peaceful home.

And hastens at his Lord's command
To call his brethren from afar,
As volunteers for Zion's land,
That in her sorrows they may share.

He dare assert her injured cause,
And sound the trump of freedom when
They trample on his country's laws,
And disregard both God and man.

His distant brethren hear the sound,
And rise to march to Zion's land;
Behold the armies gathering round
Against the powers of hell to stand.

The little stone begins to roll,
It shall prevail and never cease,
But fill the earth from pole to pole
With freedom, union, love and peace.

When earth in bondage long had lain,
And darkness o'er the nations reigned,
And all man's precepts proved in vain,
A perfect system to obtain:

A voice commissioned from on high;
Hark, hark, it is the angel's cry,
Descending from the throne of light,
His garments shining clear and white.

He comes the gospel to reveal
In fulness, to the sons of men;
Lo! from Cumorah's lonely hill,
There comes a record of God's will!

Translated by the power of God,
His voice bears record to his word;
Again an angel did appear,
As witnesses do record bear.

Restored the priesthood, long since lost,
In truth and power as at the first,
Thus men commissioned from on high,
Came forth and did repentance cry.

Baptizing those who did believe,
That they the spirit might receive,
In fullness as in days of old,
And have one shepherd and one fold.