Because of Joseph’s Prayer
A grove of trees inside a wood,
A morning bright and fair,
Young Joseph, seeking wisdom good,
Poured out to God his care.
The Father and the Son appeared
And Joseph’s troubled heart they cheered.
The clouds of darkness finally cleared
Because of Joseph’s prayer.
A record buried in a hill
And God alone knew where,
But Joseph found it, by God’s will,
For all the world to share.
Now as the Book of Mormon known,
Its pages have our Saviour shown.
The Bible does not stand alone
Because of Joseph’s prayer.
Then angels came to visit earth;
God’s priesthood they did bear.
He, with that power, set up Christ’s Church,
His kingdom to prepare.
And all who ask of God, our Lord,
Will learn this truth with one accord:
The Church of Christ has been restored
Because of Joseph’s prayer!
A temple to our God was built
So all who enter there
Can be endowed and freed from guilt,
Released from Satan’s snare.
The prophets there restored the keys
To seal in joy our families
Together through eternities,
Because of Joseph’s prayer.
And on a summer’s eventide,
For what they did declare
He and his brother Hyrum died
When mob men stormed their stair.
They sealed their witness with their life
And glory in their afterlife.
We too have a purpose in our strife
Because of Joseph’s prayer.
And soon when Jesus comes again
And all things are laid bare,
He descends to start His reign
Hosannas fill the air!
From earthly cares, we then shall rest
And stay with Jesus, ever blessed,
Having passed our mortal test
Because of Joseph’s prayer.