A High Praise—Salvation
The sorrows of the living in tears that are shed,
Are oftimes calmed by the silent speech of those that are dead.
Some of them have been gone for many years.
Ministering souls of Mosier in the great vineyard of careers.
Shadows of the soul's despair, are banished by the host of the saints of the air.
Mosier's saints as they linger near.
Mosier, with his saints, shall return to reign some day.
By the spirit of his light over all his people of the great white way.
A High Praise
King Simon he was a rich man, in land and silver and gold.
In sheep and cattle and wealth untold.
He also worshiped Jehovah; this was that king Simon in the days of old.
Every year he came to Zion to sacrifice—his cattle all arrayed in the finest of gold.
Great respect he had for Jehovah, moving on in the laws of light in the things he was told.