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title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Grant, Heber J.
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  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 4
number: 9
published: 1901-07
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Heber J. Grant, "Farewell Address of Apostle Heber J. Grant," *Improvement Era* 4, no. 9 (July 1901): 683–691.'
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  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera0409unse
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  identifier: improvementera0409unse
start_page: 683
end_page: 691
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  status: public-domain
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  publication_year: 1901
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# Farewell Address of Apostle Heber J. Grant

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FAREWELL ADDRESS OF APOSTLE HEBER
                             J.   GRANT.

DELIVERED IN THE SALT LAKE TABERNACLE, AT THE YOUNG PEOPLE'S
             CONFERENCE, SUNDAY, JUNE 2, 1901.



     I   am glad to have the opportunity of addressing this confer-
ence, and I desire that my remarks may be beneficial to the young
people particularly.     Some of you are aware that I have been try-
ing for a little over a year to sing to the Latter-day Saints.              I

have made one or two attempts in this Tabernacle, but have not al-
ways been successful. I purpose tonight to preface my remarks
by trying to sing you a song. I may not succeed, because in at-

tempting to sing, I imagine my position to be similar to that of
some of our singers, should they attempt to preach. In my hand
is a little sketch published in the Deseret News some weeks ago,

ivhich I will read:

     Dear old Brother Goddard! Although        it    is   more than two years
since he passed from   among us, his memory and his influence are as
strongly felt in the circles where he moved as though he still were labor-
ing among us in his own person.     It   will be    many a year before he is
forgotten in the Sunday Schools, among the old folks, or in the various
Church circles where he labored.
     George Goddard was born in Leicester, England, December 5, 1815.
He and his wife were baptized January 21, 1851. His death occurred
in this city January 12, 1899.   The following data, recorded in his own
handwriting, just a short time before his death, in a little book which he
presented to Heber J. Grant, gives a summary of his useful career:
    Fourteen months mission to Canada, by handcart to the Missouri River; 3
years gathering rags, as a mission; 9 years superintendent of the Thirteenth

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Ward Sunday School:      9 years   superintendent in the Salt Lake Stake Sunday
Schools; 27 years clerk of Presiding Bishop Edward Hunter; 26 years first as-
sistant general superintendent of Sunday Schools 10 years clerk of the gen-
                                                     ;



eral conference 4 years clerk of the School of the Prophets 3 years clerk and
               ;                                              ;



treasurer to the Salt Lake Assembly Hall; 20 years member of the Tabernacle
choir; 25 years member of the Thirteenth Ward choir; 23 years member of the
Old Folks' committee. During the past 46 years, I have missed very few ward
meetings, quorum, Tabernacle or fast meetings. I have had the pleasure and
privilege of attending near 90 of our general conferences, and almost every
meeting held during each conference. I am now 83 years old, lacking only a
few days, and during the past five years I have traveled between twenty and
thirty thousand miles by railway, [remember, young people, that this was from
                                                 —
the time he was 78 until he was 83 years of age the time when most people are
in their dotage; when those that obey not the word of wisdom, as a rule, have
been buried for a number of years,] and several thousand miles by team, over
all kinds of roads, in heat and in cold, by night and by day, in the interest
and for the benefit of the youth of Zion [and I might add, without one dollar
of reward] who are connected with our Sunday Schools.         I have visited 38
stakes of Zion [and that is all the stakes there were.] I use neither tea, coffee,
wine, liquor, tobacco, or beer; and I am blessed of the Lord with good health,
which causes my heart to rejoice exceedingly.

       This little book which George Goddard gave                 me contains a
copy, in his own handwriting, of         all   the songs he used to sing to
the Sunday School children.          He gave it to me at my request, and
I   promised to read these songs to the Sunday School children, and
to keep his memory fresh before the young people.     I never

dreamed that I would be able to sing them. I do not want this
congregation of young people to go away with the idea that I
make any pretension to being a singer. I simply sing these songs
as an object lesson, to show that a person who is musically deaf,
and cannot distinguish the keys upon the piano, can learn to sing.
Please join in the chorus, and I will sing, or try to.              I   have been
able to sing it through in the country wards, but somehow I seem
to lose my nerve here.        Please join in the chorus of "Who's on
the Lord's side, who?"     Let me say before beginning that when-
ever I sing, as a rule, I encore myself; so, I may sing another song
when I finish this one.
       [The speaker then sang "Who's on the Lord's side, who?" and
afterwards, "The Holy City."J
       I had an object in view in singing to you tonight; it was that

I   want to impress our young boys particularly to learn to sing. I
believe that we can accomplish any object that     we make up our
minds to, and no boy or girl ought to sit down and say, because they

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oannot do as well as somebody else, that they will not do anything.
God has given to some people ten talents; to others, he has given
one; but they who improve the one talent will live to see the day
when they will far outshine those who have ten talents but fail to
improve them.        Musically speaking, I doubt if I possess one talent.
Maybe I have half of one; that is about all.     Let me tell you the
diflSculties   I   have labored under, so that you may know what I
have had to overcome.          I   was requested some months ago, at
President Cannon's, to sing, "God moves in a mysterious way," and
simultaneously, I was requested to sing, "0 my Father."           I   heard
the first request, but not the second.      I   turned to President Snow's
wife and said, "Will you kindly play that tune for me in the key of
F.   (Prof. C. J. Thomas very kindly took a          book and wrote the
keys in which I ought to sing, because I cannot sing in the key in
which songs are written, my voice being too low.)     Sister Snow
very kindly, consented to play for me. She heard  the  request for
"0 my Father," so she played the prelude to that.        When she
finished playing the first verse, I began singing, "God moves  in a

mysterious way." As good fortune would have it, the first     three
notes of these two songs are the same, when "0 my Father" is
sung in the old tune— and, by the way, I love the old tune because
of its associations, and because the song was sung to that tune
when Sister Eliza R. Snow was present. When I began to sing,
"God moves in a mysterious way," the audience laughed, though I
did not know why they were laughing at a hymn of this kind.
Sister Snow, realizing what I was about, changed the music to "God
moves in a mysterious way," and we got through with the hymn all
right.
      When I was learning to sing, "I have read of a beautiful city,"
I practiced that song one day twelve times at one sitting.  There
are three verses in it; so I sang thirty-six verses, and by actual
count I made five mistakes to a verse, which made 180 mistakes in
one practice, and I knew nothing about it.      When I first began to
learn to sing, it took      me from three to four months to learn two
simple hymns.         I learned a hymn a few weeks ago in three hours

—half an hour's practice every evening for six days, and I had it all
 rght.
      I mention this to show you the      force of what some man has

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said, that which we persist in doing becomes easier for us to do
not that the nature of the thing is changed, but that our power
to do  is increased.   I desire the boys to learn that their power

to do will increase if they only        go to work.    Do not have to say
in the mission field,      "We are very sorry, but we can't sing, and we
wish we had a companion that could."            You can all sing, if you
are not tongue-tied, and I have proved it.
      I want   the young people to take advantage of       my object les-
son here tonight.          I   have no ambition to become a singer; but I
do feel that there is a great deal lost in the homes of the people
by not having the songs of Zion sung therein, and many a mission-
ary robs himself of strength and power and ability to accomplish
good, and to make friends, by not knowing how to sing.  Another
thing, he prevents himselffrom getting many a supper and many
a bed and breakfast, which he could get if he only knew how to
sing.  People would invite him in, and welcome him, if he knew
how to sing. The songs of Zion bring a good influence into our
homes.
      It is not the eloquence that you possess which will carry      con-
viction to the hearts of the people, but it is the Spirit of Almighty
God that is burning in your hearts, and your desire for the salva-
tion of souls.  Brigham Young said that the Spirit of the Lord
would do more to convert people than the eloquence of men; and
I say that the singing of         the songs of Zion, though imperfectly,
with the inspiration of God, will touch the hearts of the honest
more effectively than if sung well without the Spirit of God. Sing
with the Spirit of God; love the words that you sing. I love the
songs of Zion. I love the hymn we sang here today, "Come, come,
ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear; but with joy wend your way." I
love William Clayton who gave us those noble sentiments, and I
love these pioneers that sung them, and sung them with all their
hearts.   It always breaks my heart when our good friends here.

Brother Stephens and his choir, cut the fourth verse off, because
it is the best of   all:

           And should we die before our journey's through,
             Happy day! All is well.
      That is the kind of faith our pioneer fathers had, and that is

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the kind of sentiment and teaching I like the boys and girls to
have.     That is what I would like them to sing, and to sing with
the Spirit.   When the Psalmody is republished, if I am not here, I
want to leave my protest against having the songs with four verses
chopped into three-quarters. I am quite long, but I do not wish
to lose one-quarter of myself.    Brother Stephens wishes it under-
stood that it is not his fault that the choir does not sing all the
verses; they are not in the Psalmody.     When the next edition of
the Psalmody is published, I hope             my words will be remembered
and all the verses be printed.           I    do not want them to sing ten
verses, or sixteen, when there are that many.      There is a limit to
all things.      But there would be no harm in publishing every verse
that the poet wrote.
     There is another thing I wish to say, in this connection.                I   do
not know who corrected our          hymn book, but if I were the poet,
and could get out of my grave, I would get out and protest against
some changes in it. In one of Brother Phelps' hymns, he says,
that in the last days they will sing in "Zion and Jersusalem"
and he meant just what he said; but I don't suppose               it   rhymed as
well, or the      music did not    fit       quite as well maybe,
                                                              so it was
changed    to,    "these peaceful valleys."      want to tell you that
                                                     1

Brother Phelps was inspired.         God has revealed the Gospel, and it
will be   preached and sung in "Zion and Jerusalem."                   I   am glad
that the Psalmody has it right.              It is only the last edition of    the
hymn book that has it wrong.
     Perhaps I have said enough on singing for one night.                    I had

an ambition to sing "The Holy City" before I left for Japan, and
to do it in the big Tabernacle, and my ambition has been gratified.
Whether I sang it well or        not, I       am not prepared to say, because
my musical ear did not tell me; but I have sung it, and I leave the
result as an object lesson.        God has         said that the song of the
righteous is a prayer unto him, and it shall be answered with a
blessing upon their heads.        He also says that he rejoices in the
song of the righteous.      I   say to you, praise God in the songs of
Zion, and he will bless you, because he has promised to do so.
     I want to read to the young people tonight a few words about

Joseph Smith, and I want you to remember them. This is from
Josiah Quincy's Figures of the Past. Quincy was a lawyer, a

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statesman and philanthropist, and a man of importance in our
country.  I want you young men and young ladies to know some-

thing of what he says about the Prophet Joseph Smith.
     A fine-looking man is what the passer-by would instinctively have mur
inured upon meeting the remarkable individual who had fashioned the mould
which was to shape the feelings of so many thousands of his fellow-mortals.
But Smith was more than this, and one could not resist the impression that
capacity and resource were natural to his stalwart person.     I have   already men-
tioned the resemblance he bore to Elisha R. Potter, of Rhode Island, whom I met
in Washington in 1826. The likeness was not such as would be recognized in a
picture, but rather one that would be felt in a grave emergency.  Of all men I
have met, these two seemed best endowed with that kingly faculty which
directs, as by intrinsic right, the feeble or confused souls who are looking for
guidance.

      want the young people to remember this testimony concern-
       I

ing our beloved Prophet Joseph Smith.   People have ridiculed him,
have said that he was a weakling and an ignoramus; but here is a
man who acknowledges what he was. And as the years go by,
other men will acknowledge his greatness, the same as they are
acknowledging today the greatness of Brigham Young. I rejoice
in the testimony that      was borne yesterday, at           Saltair,    by Judge
Baskin.     I rejoice to   have lived to see that man stand up and bear
testimony to the world concerning Brigham Young.                        There was
that same power with Brigham Young that this                   man testifies was
with the Prophet Joseph.         I   bear my witness to you here tonight,
that in the days of Brigham Young, no other man that I ever met
had that power within him that directed, as by divine right, the
minds of other people. He had the spirit of a prophet upon him.
He had power, and everybody felt it. I want to say to you that
God Almighty has given that same power            —and       it is   a testimony to
me   — to every man that has stood at the head of this Church.
I know that John Taylor grew in power and strength and might
from the day that God chose him to be his prophet. I know that
Wilford Woodruff grew in power and strength, grew in very per-
sonal appearance, in dignity and in force, from the day that God
made him his prophet. I know that God has strengthened the
voice of Lorenzo Snow, that it rings out withmore power in his
old age than      it            was made the prophet of God.
                       did before he
There is power with these men whom God has chosen to represent
him on earth, and I thank God that this man saw and recognized

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-this power in Joseph Smith, the founder, under God,             of the Church
of Christ upon the earth.
      It has been said that the       Latter-day Saints were in favor of
slavery.                      we were in favor of secession; that
            It has been said that

we were in sympathy with the South; but I was glad to hear that
quotation by Brother Talmage, of the first message that went over
the wires, "Utah has not seceded, but            is firm   for the constitution
and the laws of our once happy country.               Brigham Young" When
I heard that yesterday, I thought of the position of the Prophet

Joseph Smith and the testimony of this man, Josiah Quincy:
     Smith recognized the curse and iniquity of slavery, though he opposed the
methods of the Abolitionists. His plan was for the nation to pay for the slaves
from the sale of the public lands. "Congress," he said, "should be compelled
to take this course, by petitions from all parts of thfe country; but the petition-
ers must disclaim all alliance with those who would disturb the rights of prop-
erty recognized by the Constitution and foment insurrection." It may be worth
while to remark that Smith's plan was publicly advocated, eleven years later, by
one who has mixed so much practical shrewdness with his lofty philosophy. In
1855, when men's minds had been moved to their depths on the question of
slavery, Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson declared that it should be met in accordance
"with the interest of the South and with the settled consciene of the North. It
is not really a great task, a great fight for this country to accomplish, to buy
that property of the planter, as the British nation bought the West Indian
slaves." He further says that the "United States will be brought to give every
inch of their public lands for a purpose like this." We, who can look back upon
the terrible cost of the fratricidal war which put an end to slavery, now say that
such a solution of the difficulty would have been worthy a Christian statesman.
But if the retired scholar was in advance of his time when he advocated this
disposition of the public property in 1855, what shall I say of the political and
religious leader who had committed himself, in print, as well as in conversation,
to the same course in 1844?


      I will tell you what I will say: he was         a prophet of God; and
this nation would have been spared the bloodshed and the millions of
money expended in the war, and year after year in pensions; and
the widows and orphans, made by the war, would not have been
deprived of their husbands and fathers, had this nation listened to
the inspired words of the boy prophet, Joseph Smith.
    If the atmosphere of men's opinions was stirred by such a proposition when
war-clouds were discernible in the sky, was it not a statesmanlike word eleven
years earlier, when the heavens looked tranquil and beneficent?

     It was a statesmanlike       word   — was the inspired word of the
                                           it

Prophet of Almighty God.

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     Born in the lowest ranks of poverty, without booklearning and with the
homeliest of   all human names, he had made himself at the age of thirty-nine a

power upon earth. Of the multitudinous family of Smith, from Adam down
(Adam of the "Wealth of Nations," I mean), none had so won human hearts
and shaped human lives as this Joseph. His influence, whether for good or for
evil, is potent today, and the end is not yet.


       No, the end      is   not yet.     The little stone that was cut out
of the mountain without hands is rolling forth, and the end is not
yet.

    I have endeavored to give the details of my visit to the Mormon prophet
with absolute accuracy. If the reader does not know just what to make of Jo-
seph Smith, I cannot help him out of the difficulty. I myself stand helpless
before the puzzle.

       In bidding good-by to the young             men and the young ladies
forming the Mutual Improvement Associations,                 I   desire to impress
upon their minds what was said here today by Brother Roberts,
that it is work that will count with you boys and girls. It is keep-
ing the Word of Wisdom;          it is   paying your tithing;       it   is   avoiding
bad company; it is valuing your virtue more than your                     life;     it   is

listening to the counsels and the advice of your fathers and your
mothers, and the Priesthood of God, and doing your duty                         —   it   is

these things that will magnify you before God, and that will bring
you back into his presence.         I    desire to leave with      you        my testi-
mony.         Josiah Quincy said that he did not know what to say about
Joseph Smith; but I will tell you what I can say of him.                      I can say

that he was a prophet of God, and              I   desire   to   read one of his
prophecies here tonight:
    August 6, 1842. I prophesied that the Saints would continue to suffer much
          and would be driven to the Rocky Mountains; many would apostatize;
affliction,
others would be put to death by our persecutors, or lose their lives in conse-
quence of exposure and disease, and others would live to go and assist in mak-
ing settlements and building cities, and see the Saints become a mighty people
in the midst of the Rocky Mountains.

       While we honor Brigham Young as the great statesman, the
great pioneer and colonizer,  we must not forget that Brigham
Young built upon the foundation, and fulfilled the predictions,
made by the Prophet Joseph Smith; and Brigham Young, great as
he was, on all occasions magnified the Prophet Joseph, and I honor
and love him for the reverence he gave to the man who was the
instrument in the hands of Almighty God of restoring the Gospel

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to the earth.   What kind of a country was this when Joseph Smith
predicted that the Saints would come here, and become a mighty
people in the midst of the Rocky Mountains?              Hear the testimony,
ye young men and young ladies, of the foremost statesman of the
day, when this prediction was uttered        — Daniel Webster:
    What do we want with this vast, worthless area, this region of savages and
wild beasts, of deserts, of shifting sands and whirlwinds of dust, of cactus and
prairie dogs? To what use could we ever hope to put these great deserts, or
those endless mountain ranges, impenetrable and covered to their very base with
eternal snow?


     We could put them to the use of supporting a great and a
mighty people, and fulfilling the prediction of the boy prophet.
     Young men and young ladies, I leave with you my testimony
that God lives, that Jesus is the Christ, that Joseph Smith was
and is a prophet of God, and that Lorenzo Snow today is a prophet
of God.    How do I know it?          I know it as well as I know that I

stand before you tonight.        I   know heat, I know cold; I know joy,
and I know sorrow; and I say to you that in the hour of sorrow, in
the hour of affliction, in the hour of death, God has heard and
answered my prayers, and I know that he lives.              I   leave my testi-
mony with you.       God bless you.      Amen.
