By Miss Eliza R. Snow

"Behold! I will send my messenger, and he shall prepare the way before me: and the Lord, whom ye seek, shall suddenly come to his temple, even the messenger of the covenant whom ye delight in! behold, he shall come, saith the Lord of Hosts. Bu who may abide the day of His coming! and who shall stand when he appeareth? for he is like a refiner's fire, an like fuller's soap. And he shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver; and he shall purify the sons of Levi, and purge them as gold and silver, that they may offer unto the Lord, an offering in righteousness. Then shall the offerings of Judah and Jerusalem be pleasent [pleasant] unto the Lord, as in the days of old, and as in former years." Malachi iii. 21, 2, 3, 4.

Lo, the Savior is coming, the prophets declare-

The times are fulfilling; O Zion, prepare! When a Moses of old, was appointed to rear

The Savior is coming: but where shall he come? A place, where the glory of God should appear;

Will he find the palace of princes, a home? He receiv'd from the hand of the high King of Kings,

No! O no, in his temple he'll surely attend; A true model-a pattern of heavenly things.

But O where is the "temple," where Christ shall descend? The eternal Jehovah will not condescend,

His pure wisdom, with human inventions to blend;

Since the ancient apostles and christians are dead And a temple-a house, to the name of the Lord,

The heavens have been seal'd-they are brass o'er the head Must be built, by commandment, and form'd of his word,

Of a world of professors, presuming to claim Or he will not accept it, nor angels come down

A belief in the gospel of Jesus' blest name; In the light of His presence, the service to crown,

Who profess to believe it, yet boldly deny O! then who, upon earth, uninstructed, will dare

Its most prominent feature, the gifts from on high, Build a house to the Lord? But the scriptures declare

And deny that the word of the Lord should come forth, That Messiah is coming-the time's drawing nigh!

As it anciently did, to the saints upon earth! Hark! a scheme is divulg'd-'twas concerted on high;

Then, to whom shall Jehovah his purpose declare? With divine revelation the saints have been bles't-

And by whom shall the people be taught to prepare Every doubt has subsided-the mind is at rest.

For the coming of Jesus-a "temple" to build,

That the ancient predictions may all be fulfil'd? The great God, has establish'd, in mercy and grace

The "strange work," that precedes the concluding of days-

The pure gospel of Jesus again is restor'd;

By its power, thro' the prophet, the word of the Lord

Is again coming forth; and intelligence rolls

From the upper eternity, cheering our souls.

"Build a house to my name," the Eternal has said

To a people, by truths holy principles led:

"Build a house to my name, where my saints may be blest;

Where my glory and pow'r shall in majesty rest"

When its splendor will gladden the heavenly choir,

And high Gabriel's own hand shall awaken the lyre.

Oh, ye saints, be admonish'd by Time's rolling car;

It is rapidly onward! Hear, ye from a afar!

Come, and bring in your treasures-your wealth from abroad:

Come, and build up the city and Temple of God:

A stupendous foundation already is laid,

And the work is progressing-withhold not your aid.

When you gather to Zion, come, not "looking back"-

Let your hearts not be faint-let your hands not be slack,

For great honor, and glory, and grace, and renown,

Shall appear on their heads, whom the Savior will crown;

And the Savior is coming, the prophets declare,

The times are fulfilling-to Zion repair:

Let us "watch and be sober"-the period is near"

When the Lord in his temple, will surely appear.