---
title: Times and Seasons
description: Issues of 1840 to 1841.
authors:
  - Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
editors:
  - Ebenezer Robinson
  - Don Carlos Smith
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
  - Taylor, John
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - newspaper
  - times-and-seasons
  - nauvoo
  - nineteenth-century
periodical: Times and Seasons
volume: 2
number: 17
published: 1841-07-01
publisher: E. Robinson and D. C. Smith; later John Taylor
publisher_place: Commerce and Nauvoo, Illinois
language: en
type: article
reference: "“[A Parody.],” *Times and Seasons* 2, no. 17 (July 1, 1841): 464."
printed_title: "[A Parody.]"
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1841-07-01_2_17
  transcription: Text from the Centerplace.org transcription (https://www.centerplace.org/history/ts/v2n17.htm), with its page breaks; this Internet Archive scan is the reference copy (its OCR was used only as a witness for OCR repair)
  identifier: per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1841-07-01_2_17
start_page: 464
end_page: 464
curator_note: A Mormon newspaper published by the church in Nauvoo; included for historical study. Inclusion does not imply endorsement.
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1841 (Nauvoo, Illinois); published before 1931, so public domain in the United States
  source: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1841-07-01_2_17
  publication_year: 1841
---

# [A Parody.]

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To the Chief Musician, Maschil, a Psalm for Joseph, when Boggs the Edomite came and told Carlin, and said unto him, Joseph is come to the city of Nauvoo.

Why dost thou boast in mischief, wicked man? Thy horrid downfall shall the righteous see,

The goodness of my God endureth still; And laugh to scorn they cursing and thy groans;

Thy wretched soul doth constant evil plan, "Behold the brute who did our God defy!

Led captive by the devil at his will. Despised the widow's tears, and orphan's moans.-" Selah!

Thine eyes for evil constantly do turn, But I will flourish in the house of God;

Thy slanderous tongue with lying mischief run, Because I trust his mercy; and his name

Thou lovest words that blast, devour, and burn; I'll praise forever, near and far abroad,

O that deceitful, blasting cursed tongue!- With joyful saints, publish his matchless fame!

God's curse shall rest on they devoted head,

Thy carcass wither, and thy spirit sink

To seek a hopeless place among the dead;

The dregs of God's almighty wrath to drink, Nauvoo, June 20th, 1841. David Jr.