Joseph read in the book of James
That wisdom God would give to him.
Within his soul his heart exclaims
Gospel light no longer dims.
In the grove of trees he knelt
To ask of God which church was true.
The answer he had heard and felt
The restoration had come due.
Moroni took him to the hill
Where buried deep were sacred plates.
Penned by those who now are still
To save a world from dire straits.
He lived his life to serve the King
For good and bad would he be known.
To God our praises we will sing
When we all kneel at his throne.
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