Plates of Gold

To Joseph Smith, Moroni came
Bringing truths from prophets past.
He showed him where the records lay
Beneath a stone, where they would last.

Four long years, he humbly waits
Each year he learns more of God's plan.
At last the plates are in his care
Translation comes from God, not man.

Closer to God you will become 
As you abide the precepts taught.
Believe in Christ is the message clear
That in Satan's trap, you're not caught.

Serve your fellow man each day 
That's how we show our Savior's love.
We don't deserve the mercy shown
That Father sends us from above. 

The natural man, he is my foe
Has always been, since time began.
If I yield to the still small voice
I will become a righteous man.

Pride always comes before the fall
Will that cycle never end?
The great deceiver softly speaks 
Rules are made to break and bend. 

Faith is the key to happiness
We hold fast to the iron rod. 
The seed we plant, nurture we must
So it will grow in gospel sod.

Prayer is what we daily need
It brings our will in line with God’s.
Strength it brings, when all seems lost
To overcome, against all odds.

Christ atoned for all our sins
That the full price we would not pay.
A broken heart and spirit contrite
Will assure with Christ I stay.

Prophecies of Christ abound
He is your savior, you will learn.
He will be born, and he will die
That we, to him, will always turn.

All these truths we have been taught
As words that come from the dust.
The Book of Mormon teaches all
In Jesus Christ we place our trust.