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periodical: Improvement Era
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published: 1901-11
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
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# History of the Prophet Joseph

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imous sentiment among the members of the General Board of Y.
M. M. I. A. favorable to its publication. The subject was accordingly-
submitted and explained to President Lorenzo Snow, who gave his
sanction, and his hearty approval of the enterprise.
By the presentation of this work to the public, a worthy re-
cord is preserved, and the testimony of a noble and faithful
woman— a mother indeed, and heroine in Israel—is perpetuated.
The book, besides giving an extended account of the progenitors of
the Prophet, and the Smith and Mack families, contains much inter-
esting and valuable information, found in no other publication,
relating to the life of the Prophet Joseph Smith who, through the
will of God, was the chosen instrument to perform the foundation
labor for the "marvelous work and a wonder" which God has estab-
lished as his Church, in the last days.
Believing that both old and young will be pleased as well as
benefited by the perusal of its pages, and praying that it may in-
spire them with renewed zeal, and create in them additional faith in
the great work of the Lord, I commend to the reader this "History
of the Prophet Joseph."
Joseph F. Smith.
Salt Lake City, October 8, 1901.

HISTORY OF THE PROPHET JOSEPH.

CHAPTER I.

SOLOMON MACK, THE FATHER OF LUCY MACK —EXTRACT FROM HIS
NARRATIVE.

My father, Solomon Mack, was born in the town of Lyme,New
London county, State of Connecticut, September 26, 1735. His
father, Ebenezer Mack, was a man of considerable property, and
lived in good style, commanding all the attention and respect which
are ever shown to those who live in fine circumstances, and habits
of strict morality. For a length of time he fully enjoyed the fruits
of his industry. But this state of things did not always continue,
for a series of misfortunes visited my grand-parents, by which they

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were reduced to that extremity, that a once happy and flourishing
family were compelled to disperse, and throw themselves upon the
charity of a cold, unfeeling world.
My father was taken into the family of a neighboring farmer,
where he remained until he was nearly twenty-one years of age,
about which time he enlisted in the service of his country.
I have a sketch of my father's life, written by himself, in

which is detailed an account of his several campaigns, and many of
his adventures, while in the army. From this, I extract the fol-
lowing:

At the age of twenty-one years, I left my master. Shortly after
which, I enlisted in the services of my country, under the command of
Captain Henry, and was annexed to the regiment commanded by Col.
Whiting.
From Connecticut, we marched to Fort Edwards, in the state of New
York. We were in a severe battle, fought at Half-way Brook in 1855.
During this expedition, I caught a heavy cold, which rendered me unfit
for business until the return of warm weather. I was carried the ensu-
ing spring to Albany.
In the year 1757, I had two teams in the King's service, which was
employed in carrying the general's baggage. While thus engaged, I
went one morning to yoke my team, but three of my oxen were missing.
When this knowledge came to the officer, he was very angry, and draw-
ing his sword, threatened to run it through me. He then ordered me to
get three other oxen, which I accordingly did, and proceeded with the
baggage to Fort Edwards, and the next day I returned in order to find
my missing oxen.
While I was performing this trip, the following circumstance oc-
curred. About half way from Stillwater to Fort Edwards, I espied four
Indians nearly thirty rods distant, coming out of the woods; they were
armed with scalping knives, tomahawks and guns. I was alone, but
about twenty rods behind me was a man by the name of Webster. I saw
my danger, and that there was no way to escape, unless I could do it by
stratagem; so I rushed upon them, calling in the mean time at the top of
my voice, Rush on! rush on my boys! we'll have the devils. The only
weapon I had, was a walking staff, yet I ran toward them, and as the
other man appeared just at that instant, it gave them a terrible fright,
and I saw no more of them.
I hastened to Stillwater the next day, as aforementioned, and find-

ing my oxen soon after I arrived there, I returned the same night to

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Fort Edwards, a distance of seven miles, the whole of which was a dense
forest.
In 1758, 1 enlisted under Major Spenser, and went immediately over
Lake George, with a company who crossed in boats, to the western side,
where we had a bloody and hot engagement with the enemy, in which
Lord Howe fell at the onset of the battle. His bowels were taken out and
buried, but his body was embalmed, and carried to England.
The next day we marched to the breastworks, but were unsuccess-
ful, being compelled to retreat with a loss of five hundred men killed,and
as many more wounded.
In this contest I narrowly escaped — a musket ball passed under my
chin, within half an inch of my neck. The army then returned to Lake
George, and, on its way thither, a large scouting party of the enemy
came round by Skeenesborough, and, at Half-way Brook, destroyed a large
number of both men and teams. Upon this, one thousand of our men
were detached to repair immediately to Skeenesborough in pursuit of
them; but when we arrived at South Bay, the enemy were entirely out of
our reach.
The enemy then marched to Ticonderoga, New York, in order to pro-
cure supplies, after which they immediately pursued us, but we eluded
them by hastening to Woodcreek, and thence to Fort Ann, where we ar-
rived on the 13th day of the month. We had just reached this place,
when the sentry gave information that the enemy was all around us, in
consequence of which we were suddenly called to arms. Major Putman
led the company, and Major Rogers brought up the rear. We marched
but three-quarters of a mile, when we came suddenly upon a company of
Indians that were lying in ambush. Major Putman marched his men
through their ranks, whereupon the Indians fired, which threw our men
into some confusion. Major Putnam was captured by them, and would
have been killed by an Indian,had he not been rescued by a French
lieutenant.
The enemy rose like a cloud, and fired a whole volley upon us, and
as I was in the foremost rank, the retreat of my company brought me in
the rear, and the tomahawks and bullets flew around me like hail stones.
As I was running, I saw not far before me a windfall, which was so high
that it appeared to me insurmountable, however, by making great exer-
tions, I succeeded in getting over it. Running a little farther, I observed
a man who had in this last conflict been badly wounded, and the Indians
were close upon him; nevertheless I turned aside for the purpose of as-
sisting him, and succeeded in getting him into the midst of our army, in
safety.

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In this encounter, a man namedGersham Bowley, had nine bullets
Ensign Wor-
shot through his clothes but received no personal injury.
cester received nine wounds, was scalped and tomahawked, notwith-
standing which, he lived, and finally recovered.
The above engagement commenced early in the morning, and con-
tinued until about three o'clock p. m., in which half of our men were
either killed, wounded or taken prisoners. In consequence of this tre-
mendous slaughter we were compelled to send to Fort Edwards for men,
in order to assist in carrying our wounded, which were about eighty in
number.
The distance we had to carry them, was nearly fourteen miles. To
carry so many thus far, was truly very fatiguing, insomuch that when
we arrived at the place of destination, my strength was about ex-
hausted.
I proceeded immediately to Albany, for the purpose of getting sup-
plies, and returned again to the army as soon as circumstances would
admit.
Autumn having now arrived I went home, where I tarried the ensu-
ing winter.
In the spring of 1759, the army marched to Crownpoint, where I
received my discharge. In the same year, I became acquainted with an
accomplished young woman, a school teacher, by the name of Lydia
Gates. She was the daughter of Nathan Gates, who was a man of
wealth, living in the town of East Haddam, Connecticut. To this young
woman I was married shortly after becoming acquainted with her.
Having received a large amount of money for my services in the
army, and deeming it prudent to make an investment of the same in real
estate, I contracted for the whole town of Granville, in the state of New
York. On the execution of the deed, I paid all the money that was re-
quired in the stipulation, which stipulation also called for the building of
a number of log houses. I accordingly went to work to fulfill this part of

the contract, but after laboring a short time, I had the misfortune to cut
my leg, which subjected me, during that season, to the care of the
physician. I hired a man to do the work, and paid him in advance, in
order to fulfill my part of the contract; but he ran away with the money,
without performing the labor, and the consequence was, I lost the land
altogether.
In 1761, we moved to the town of Marlow, where we remained until
we had four children. When we moved there it was no other than a
desolate and dreary wilderness. Only four families resided within forty
miles. Here I was thrown into a situation to appreciate more fully the

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talents and virtues of my excellent wife; for, as our children were de-
prived of schools, she assumed the charge of their education, and per-
formed the duties of an instructress as none, save a mother, is capable
of. Precepts accompanied with examples such as hers, were calculated
to make impressions on the minds of the young, never to be forgotten.
She, besides instructing them in the various branches of an ordi-
nary education, was in the habit of calling them together both morning
and evening, and teaching them to pray; meanwhile urging upon them
the necessity of love toward each other, as well as devotional feelings
towards Him who made them.
In this manner my first children became confirmed in habits of piety,
gentleness, and reflection, which afforded great assistance in guiding
those who came after them, into the same happy channel. The edu-
cation of my children would have been a more difficult task, if they had
not inherited much of their mother's excellent disposition.
In 1776, 1 enlisted in the service of my country and was for a con-
siderable length of time in the land forces, after which I went with my
two sons, Jason and Stephen, on a privateering expedition, commanded
by Captain Havens. Soon after, we set sail we were driven upon Horse-
neck. We succeeded, however, in getting some of our guns on shore, and
bringing them to bear upon the enemy, so as to exchange many shots
with them; yet they cut away our rigging, and left our vessel much
shattered.
We then hauled off and cast anchor; but, in a short time we espied
two row-gallies, two sloops, and two schooners. We quickly weighed
anchor, and hauled to shore again, and had barely time to post four can-
non in a position in which they could be used, before a sanguinary con-
test commenced. The balls from the enemy's guns tore up the ground*
cutting asunder the saplings in every direction. One of the row-gallies
went round a point of land with the view of hemming us in, but we
killed forty of their men, with our small arms, which caused the enemy

to abandon their purpose.
My son Stephen, in company with the cabin boys, was sent to a house
not far from the shore, with a wounded man. Just as they entered the
house, an eighteen-pounder followed them. A woman was engaged in
frying cakes, at the time, and being somewhat alarmed, she concluded to
retire into the cellar, saying, as she left, that the boys might have the
cakes, as she was going below.
The boys were highly delighted at this, and they went to work
cooking and feasting upon the lady's sweet cakes, while the artillery of
the contending armies was thundering in their ears, dealing out death

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and destruction on every hand. At the head of this party of boys r
was Stephen Mack, my second son, a bold and fearless stripling of four-
teen.
In this contest the enemy was far superior to us in point of num-
bers, yet we maintained our ground with such valor that they thought it
better to leave us, and accordingly did so. Soon after this, we hoisted
sail and made for New London.
When hostilities ceased and peace and tranquility were again re-
stored, we freighted a vessel for Liverpool. Selling both ship and cargo
in this place, we embarked on board Captain Poster's vessel, which I
afterwards purchased; but, in consequence of storms and wrecks, I was
compelled to sell her, and was left completely destitute.
I struggled a little longer to obtain property, in making adventures,
then returned to my family, after an absence of four years, about penny-
less. After this I determined to follow phantoms no longer, but devote
the rest of my life to the service of God and my family.
I shall now lay aside my father's journal, as I have made such
extracts as are adapted to my purpose, and take up the history of
his children.

CHAPTER II.
HISTORY OF JASON MACK.

Jason, my oldest brother, was a studious and manly boy. Be-
fore he had attained his sixteenth year, he became what was then
called a Seeker, and believing that by prayer and faith the gifts of
the gospel, which were enjoyed by the ancient disciples of Christ,
might be attained, he labored almost incessantly to convert others
to the same faith. He was also of the opinion that God would, at
some subsequent period, manifest his power as he had anciently
done — in signs and wonders.
At the age of twenty, he became a preacher of the gospel.
And in a short time after this, he formed an acquaintance with a
young woman of wealthy parentage.* She was the pride of the
place in which she resided, not so much on account of her splendid
appearance, as the soundness of her mind, and her stately deport-

* The name of this young woman was Esther Bruce; she was from
the state of New Hampshire.

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ment, joined with an unaffected mildness of disposition, and a con-
descension of manners, which were admirably suited to the taste
and principles of my brother. Jason became deeply in love with
her, insomuch that his heart was completely hers, and it would
have been as easy to have convinced him that he could exist with-
out his head, as that he could live and enjoy life, without being
united with her in marriage. These feelings, I believe, were
mutual, and Jason and she entered into an engagement to be
married, but, as they were making arrangements for the solemni-
zation of their nuptials, my father received a letter from Liverpool,
containing information that a large amount of money was collected
for him, and that it was ready for his reception.
On account of this intelligence, it was agreed that the mar-
riage of my brother, as my father desired that he should accom-
pany him to Liverpool, should be deferred until their return. Ac-
cordingly, my brother left his affianced bride, with a heavy heart,
and with this promise, that he would write to her and his sister
conjointly, at least once in three months during his absence. In
three months after his departure, according to agreement, a letter
arrived, which indeed met with a very warm reception, but it was
never followed by another from him. A young man who kept the
postoffice where she received her letters, formed in his heart a de-
termination to thwart my brother, if possible, in his matrimonial
prospects, in order to obtain the prize himself. He commenced by
using the most persuasive arguments against her marrying my
brother; but not succeeding in this, he next detained his letters,
and then reproached him for neglecting her. Being still unsuc-
cessful, he forged letters purporting to be from a friend of Jason,
which stated that he (Jason Mack) was dead, and his friends might
cease to expect him. He then urged his suit again, but she still
rejected him, and continued to do so until within four months of
Jason's return, when she concluded that she had wronged the young
man, and that he was really more worthy than she had expected.
The time also which Jason was to be absent having expired with-
out his return, she believed that the reports concerning his death
must be true. So she accepted the hand of this young man, and
they were united in the bonds of matrimony.
As soon as Jason arrived,he repaired immediately to her father's

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house. When he arrived there, she was gone to her brother's
funeral; he went in, and seated himself in the same room where he
had once paid his addresses to her. In a short time, she came
home; when she first saw him she did not know him, but when she
got a full view of his countenance, she recognized him, and in-
stantly fainted. From this time forward, she never recovered her
health, but, lingering for two years, died the victim of disappoint-
ment.
Jason remained in the neighborhood a short time, and then
went to sea, but he did not follow the sea a great while. He soon
left the main, and commenced preaching again, which he continued
until his death.

CHAPTER III.

LOVISA AND LOVINA MACK.

The history of Lovisa and Lovina, my two oldest sisters, is so
connected and interwoven that I shall not attempt to separate it.
They were one in faith, in love, in action, and in hope of
eternal life. They were always together, and when they were old
enough to understand the duties of a Christian, they united their
voices in prayer and songs of praise to God. This sisterly affection
increased with their years, and strengthened with the strength of
their minds. The pathway of their lives was never clouded with a
gloomy shadow until Lovisa's marriage, and removal from home,
which left Lovina very lonely.
In about two years after Lovisa's marriage, she was taken very
sick, and sent for Lovina. Lovina, as might be expected, went
immediately, and remained with her sister during her illness, which
lasted two years, baffling the skill of the most experienced physi-
cians; but at the expiration of this time she revived a little, and
showed some symptoms of recovery.
I shall here relate a circumstance connected with her sickness,

which may try the credulity of some of my readers, yet hundreds
were eye witnesses, and doubtless many are now living, who, if
they would, could testify to the fact which I am about to mention.
As before stated, after the space of two years she began to
manifest signs of convalescence, but soon a violent re-attack

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brought her down again, and she grew worse and worse, until she
became entirely speechless, and so reduced that her attendants were
not allowed to even turn her in bed. She took no nourishment ex-
cept a very little rice water. She lay in this situation three days
and two nights. On the third night, about two o'clock, she feebly
pronounced the name of Lovina, who had all the while watched
over her pillow, like an attendant angel, observing every change
and symptom with the deepest emotion. Startled at hearing the
sound of Lovisa's voice, Lovina now bent over the emaciated form
of her sister, with thrilling interest, and said, "my sister! my sister!
what will you?"
Lovisa then said emphatically, "the Lord has healed me, both
soul and body—raise me up and give me my clothes, I wish to get

up."
Her husband told those who were watching with her, to gratify
her, as in all probability it was a revival before death, and he
would not have her crossed in her last moments.
They did so, though with reluctance, as they supposed she
might live a few moments longer, if she did not exhaust her
strength too much by exerting herself in this manner.
Having raised her in bed, they assisted her to dress; and
although, when they raised her to her feet, her weight dislocated
both of her ankles, she would not consent to return to her bed, but
insisted upon being set in a chair, and having her feet drawn
gently in order to have her ankle joints replaced. She then re-
quested her husband to bring her some wine, saying, if he would
do so she would do quite well for the present.
Soon after this, by her own request, she was assisted to cross
the street to her father-in-law's, who was at that time prostrated
upon a bed of sickness. When she entered the house he cried out
in amazement, "Lovisa is dead, and her spirit is now come to warn
me of my sudden departure from this world." "No, father," she
exclaimed, "God has raised me up, and I have come to tell you to
prepare for death." She conversed an hour or so with him, then,
with the assistance of her husband and those who attended upon
her that night, she crossed the street back again to her own apart-
ment.
When this was noised abroad, a great multitude of people

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came together, both to hear and see concerning the strange and
marvelous circumstance which had taken place. She talked to
them a short time, and then sang a hymn, after which she dis-
missed them, promising to meet them the next day at the village
church, where she would tell them all about the strange manner in
which she had been healed.
The following day according to promise, she proceeded to the
meeting house, and when she arrived there a large congregation
had collected. Soon after she entered, the minister arose and re-
marked, that as many of the congregation had doubtless come to
hear a recital of the strange circumstance which had taken place
in the neighborhood, and as he himself felt more interested in it

than in hearing a gospel discourse, he would open the meeting and
then give place to Mrs. Tuttle.
The minister then requested her to sing a hymn; she accord-
ingly did so, and her voice was as high and clear as it had ever
been. Having sung, she arose and addressed the audience as fol-
lows:
—
"I seemed to be borne away to the world of spirits, where I
saw the Savior, as through a veil, which appeared to me about as
thick as a spider's web, and he told me that I must return again to
warn the people to prepare for death; that I must exhort them to
be watchful as well as prayerful; that I must declare faithfully
unto them their accountability before God, and the certainty of
their being called to stand before the judgment seat of Christ; and
that if I would do this, my life should be prolonged." After
which, she spoke much to the people upon the uncertainty of
life.

When she sat down, her husband and sister, also those who
were with her during the last night of her sickness, arose and
testified to her appearance just before her sudden recovery.

Of these things she continued to speak boldly for the space of
three years. At the end of which time she was seized with the
consumption which terminated her earthly existence.
A short time before Lovisa was healed in the miraculous man-
ner before stated, Lovina was taken with a severe cough which
ended in consumption. She lingered three years. During which
time she spoke with much calmness of her approaching dissolution,
contemplating death with all that serenity which is characteristic

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of the last moments of those who fear God, and walk uprightly
before him. She conjured her young friends to remember that
life upon this earth cannot be eternal. Hence the necessity of
looking beyond this vale of tears, to a glorious inheritance, "where
moths do not corrupt, nor thieves break through and steal."
The care of Lovina, during her illness, devolved chiefly upon
myself. The task, though a melancholy one, I cheerfully per-
formed, and, although she had much other attention, I never
allowed myself to go an hour, at a time, beyond the sound of her
voice while she was sick. A short time before she breathed out
her last moments, which was in the night, she awakened me, and
requested that I would call father and mother, for she wished to
see them, as she would soon be gone. When they came, she said,
"Father and mother, now I am dying, and I wish you to call my
young associates, that I may speak to them before I die." She
then requested me to place her in a chair, and as soon as the young
people who were called in, were seated, she commenced speaking.
After talking a short time to them, she stopped, and, turning to
her mother, said, "Mother, will 'you get me something to eat? it is
the last time you will ever bring me nourishment in this world."
When my mother had complied with her request, she eat a small
quantity of food, with apparent appetite, then gave back the dish,
saying, "There, mother, you will never get me anything to eat
again."
After which, she turned to the company, and proceeded with
her remarks, thus:
— "I do not know when I received any material
change of heart, unless it was when I was ten years old. God, at
that time, heard my prayers, and forgave my sins; and ever since
then I have endeavored to serve him according to the best of my
abilities. And I have called you here to give you my last warning
— to bid you all farewell, and beseech you to endeavor to meet me
where parting shall be no more."
Shortly after this, holding up her hands, and looking upon
them as one would upon a trifling thing unobserved before, she
said, with a smile upon her countenance, "See, the blood is settling

under my nails." Then, placing the fingers of her left hand across
her right she continued thus, " 'Tis cold to there —soon this mortal

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flesh will be food for worms." Then, turning to me, she said, "Now,
sister Lucy, will you help me into bed."
I did as I was directed, carrying her in my arms just as I
would a child. Although I was but thirteen years old, she was so
emaciated that I could carry her with considerable ease.
As I was carrying her to bed, my hand slipped. At this she
cried out, "Oh! Sister, that hurt me." This, indeed, gave me
bitter feelings. I was well assured, that this was the last sad
office I should ever perform for my sister, and the thought that I
had caused her pain in laying her on her death bed, wounded me
much.
Soon after this, she passed her hand over her face, and again
remarked, "My nose is now quite cold." Then, slightly turning
and straightening herself in bed, she continued, "Father, mother,
brother, sister, and dear companions, all farewell, I am going to
rest — prepare to follow me; for

"Death! 'tis a melancholy day
To those that have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away
To seek her last abode.

"In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes;
But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downwards from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain

"Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear;
You must be driven from earth, and dwell
A long Forever there!
"See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face;
And thou, my soul, look downward too,
And sing recovering grace.

"He is a God of sov'reign love,
Who promised heaven to me,
And taught my thoughts to soar above,
Where happy spirits be.

"Prepare me, Lord for thy right hand,
Then come the joyful day,
Come, death, and some celestial band,
To bear my soul away."

After repeating this hymn, she folded her hands across her
breast, and then closed her eyes for ever.

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Having led my readers to the close of Lovina's life, I shall
return to Lovisa, of whom there only remains the closing scene of
her earthly career.
In the course of a few months subsequent to the death of
sister Lovina, my father received a letter from South Hadley, stat-
ing that Lovisa was very low of the consumption, and that she
earnestly desired him to come and see her as soon as possible, as
she expected to live but a short time.
My father set out immediately, and when he arrived there, he
found her in rather better health than he expected. In a few days
after he got there, she resolved in her heart to return with him at
all hazards. To this her father unwillingly consented, and, after
making the requisite preparations, they started for Gilsum.
They traveled about four miles, and came to an inn kept by a
man by the name of Taff. Here her father halted, and asked her if
she did not wish to tarry a short time to rest herself. She replied
in the affirmative. By the assistance of the landlord, she was
presently seated in an easy chair. My father then stepped into
the next room to procure a little water and wine for her. He was
absent but a moment; however, when he returned it was too late,
her spirit had fled from its earthly tabernacle to return no more,
until recalled by the trump of the archangel.
My father immediately addressed a letter to mother, informing
her of Lovisa's death, lest the shock of seeing the corpse unex-
pectedly should overcome her. And as soon as he could get a
coffin, he proceeded on his journey for Gilsum, a distance of fifty
miles.
She was buried by the side of her Sister Lovina, according to
her own request.
The following is part of a hymn composed by herself, a few
days previous to her decease:

Lord, may my thoughts be turned to thee;
Lift thou my heavy soul on high;
Wilt thou, O Lord, return to me
In mercy, Father, ere I die!
My soaring thoughts now rise above
Oh fill my s.ul with heavenly love.

Father and mother, now farewell;
And husband, partner of my life,