The children came to seek him. O how they loved him then, O praise his high spirit that is given to men.
Yonder comes then that woman, a sinner to her people to say, "Mosier rests by our city, it is time that we pray."
O how the children love him, because that he is ever true. His kingdom is with power, all the ages through.
A High Praise
King Mosier traveled through the land. He healed the sick, both of the rich and poor. He cast his spirit upon those in sorrow, and their sorrows were no more.
King Mosier went down to the pool of Solomon, where the sick were lying upon the shore. He bid them arise, be on the way, and their diseases were no more.
King Mosier went down to Bethany, where the dead were waiting in the tomb. O, death fell from its throne, and delivered up his own, to this power of Mosier that's known.