Those angels meant business; thrice in one night they sought him.
They told him all his sins were liquidated,
Told him the history of the world (not according to Moses),
Told him the Red Injuns was one of the lost tribes of Israel;
Told him where to find the sacred book of the Prophet Mormon,
Told him to bring it out, and make a good “spec” of the business.
Leap, O my soul, every 22nd of September,
For on that date Smith found the sacred volume!
Eighteen-twenty-seven—a year to be remembered!!!
Sheets of tin, with characters antique engraven—